Dear myself,
Sorry for not take care of you so well. I love you but I hate to be you. Can't I just be a little girl?
More heartless than before. More unpredictable than before. I'm even can't understand you sometimes.
Well, its difficult to be you. Honestly, I hate half of you, can I create some new of you? Can't I? Better than an old one and worst than a new one. Mix and match from old and new.
I hope you can get better soon, recover from all hypocrite people nowadays.
Thank you.
Honestly,
Your INNER SELF.