I had an accident two months ago. I was so frustrated and depressed because of my parents divorce. I love both of them, I don't know which side should I take. I ended up driving my dad's car even though I didn't have any license. I hit a damn tree really hard. I almost got killed when the car started to burn. Luckily, someone was saving me. After that disaster, my back got a skin disease because of the fire. Then I met this arrogant, careless, rude doctor.
Dear Liam,
I don't know why I'm writing this; you'll never read this, but my therapist said writing my emotions down might "clarify unresolved issues that have been haunting me" It's stupid, and I told her it was stupid, but I thought this one time I might humor her. But maybe she was right, I mean you are the simplest and most complicated thing in my life. Yeah, maybe it isn't stupid. I should probably get going with this.
It's story time Liam so take a seat. You'll be glad you did once I'm done telling our pathetic little story. Or, at least my side.