Dear Dean,
It's days like today where I wish I still had my powers... I see a psychiatrist today. Sam told me he's be right by my side but I don't want him. I want you. No. I have to grow up. I have to stop being a baby. I'm taking your sweater off and putting on my nicest shirt. Step 1 complete. Maybe this will show them that I'm fine. Maybe they will see that I don't need help. Talk to you later Dean.
Love, Castiel
