letters to christian; christian akridge

2.

dear christian,

it's rhyan again. i think it's time for me to tell you my problems. i know this is only the second letter but i've been debating on whether i should write it to you or not. i don't have a twitter so i cannot contact you there. if i ever get a twitter, you will most definitely be the first person i follow.

anyway, continuing with my problems. i was diagnosed with depression, OCD, and social anxiety.

it's not the type of OCD where if something isn't in place i have to fix it. it's the OCD where everything has to be perfect. i will not leave my house if i don't look good. i won't go outside with makeup on because i believe that it will make my OCD worse and i know makeup will not cover up the fact that i am hideous.

i am depressed because i will never be as gorgeous or as skinny as other girls. girls hangout with their boyfriends who are very handsome and the girls with them are very beautiful. it makes me feel even uglier than i am.

i have social anxiety. that's why i don't have many friends. i can't talk to people without getting choked up and i can't be in crowded areas like concerts or events.

i really want to become happy again. i don't know how to though. maybe if i continue to watch your vines it'll help.

i have to go to my therapist now. i'll write to you again soon, even though i know you won't reply.

sincerely,

rhyan morris.

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hey guys i hope you enjoyed that chapter even though i know it sucked!!