Sentimental or not, if you do read this, just know that I'm happy hat we've hung on to life for yet another year. You're now turning 18. You've been alive for over a decade. Just last year, you were planning on ending your life. You didn't. It was hard, painful, tiresome, but you didn't give in; You're still here. Thank you for giving me another year to live. No matter how you decide to spend this day, and no matter how you may be feeling right now, just know this; You're a warrior. You always were. Even at the times you fell and got hurt. You didn't call it quits, because warriors never surrender. And now here we are. 18 years. I hope we live long enough to see tomorrow rise. I hope that with the sunrise, a new chapter of your life will begin. And I hope in this chapter, you will be happy. Genially, instinctively, heart-warmingly happy. Best wishes. I hope you make it.
*letters to my future self, 16.7.2015
I found this in my journal today. Enough to say that I broke down crying. 2016, please be gentle. Here's to another year.