To my Favorite Person,
In three days I'm going to be moving out. After some arguing and fighting with my dad, he finally allowed me to study at a college that I want. It was a long fight, but I'm happy.
But with this happiness, I also feel immense fear inside me. Do you think I'm growing too fast? I feel like I'm growing too fast. In three days, I'm going to be a college freshman. New school, new environment, new house, and new faces. This change shouldn't scare me as much, I'm used to changes. When we had to move constantly because of my mother's job, the change didn't scare me, when we had to move from apartment to apartment and I had to leave multiple friends behind, that didn't scare me either. But the thought of going through this milestone without you, not only scares me, but it also breaks my heart. I hate that I'm growing up without you, I hate that I don't have you to talk to about what to bring to my boarding house or if I should start hoarding food in the fridge or if buying a coybowys toboggan is a good decision. I'm scared, so scared because this time, I have to move forward without you. I hate this, honestly. I'm so close to just throwing everything I believed in out the window and just grovelling at your feet, to beg you to take me back even after I broken your heart. I don't have your support this time, but I'm going to be strong. I did tell myself that I'll work hard to change, to be someone you're proud of. I'm not sure if you've already moved on, if you've found another or already happy and content with your life, and I'm sorry I keep writing these silly messages that you'll never see. But, I'm happy for you, you dork. I'm sorry for constantly looking for your comfort, even after doing the most horrible thing imaginable to you. I just want you to know that I'm doing fine... I'm just being a whiney brat again and missing you.
I love you <3