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Dear Ivy,

I wish that you were here, Or I was there, Or we were anywhere together. Sometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks. Our goodbye was the hardest because it was never said nor explained. Sometimes, when I am unable to sleep, I just lay there in bed, thinking about everything. I think about family, past events, scenarios,what could be. I think about life, the future, what will become of me after I'm dead, where I would be in twenty years. I don't know but sometimes, my own thoughts scare me. I know I should stop having these thoughts. At least that's what's my therapist Jennifer told me. She's really nice and understanding. You would've liked her. Asher has Jennifer as his therapist too. We are struggling. Real bad. I can't help having the thoughts of me taking my life again pop up in my head. I got to therapy so she can teach me to not have these thoughts in my head. Asher can't help but see my body lying on the bathroom floor. He has nightmares about it. He goes to therapy for that. I don't understand why you didn't try to go to therapy. I don't understand why you didn't try to get help.

Yours truly,
Skylar

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