letters to nowhere.

"So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad at the same time and still trying to figure out how that could be"

No, I didn't wrote that line. Stephen Chbosky did. But somehow my life is so this way, that I can't think of any better way to describe it.

When i feel too much feelings, talking to other people helps me feeling feelings moderately. But I am to alone to talk to other people. I have 2 confirmed best friends, 2 other reliable friends, and a bunch of not really friends friends, but I think I talk too much, and I am scared they'd be annoyed if I'll talk too much about myself.

So I decided to write those letters to no one in particular. No one I know.