Dear Anonymous writer,
All right, I'm not much for words of wisdom or pep talks, but you're writing this letter for a reason, right? Maybe you're searching for a friend, maybe you want an adventure. I don't know your story. thousands of people are out there - you just have to start the story at the beginning. Someone will listen. Someone always listens eventually. I want to thank you, Anonymous - (If you're a guy, I'll call you Carter, if you're a woman, I'll call you Lilly - Please don't take any offense, I like these names, they make me feel like I'm talking to a friend, Anonymous.) Enough about you for a second. I am searching. We all are. I'm searching for that one great adventure, that moment where I can truly say that I've accomplished something. I want to learn French, I want to marry my current boyfriend, but above all, I want to be happy - not rich, not famous, happy. I have suffered with bipolar disorder Anonymous. If you don't know about it, it's very common. But it's terrible. I've wanted pain and sorrow before, and I've wanted to do terrible things. Depression is terrifying. I just want you to know that there is always someone there for you, whether you believe it or not, Anonymous. You are a beautiful human being. Good luck with your life.
I hope you find what you're searching for, B.
I see my past self in this in uncanny ways. I would assume that this, now young woman and I are about the same age too. Interesting how the world works like that. Fate is everywhere these days.
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