I have been very nervous about doing this because all I hear in my head is all the shit people could talk about it. My letter to myself is too long, the “quick reasons” are too wordy, it’s not interesting, it’s not relatable, I have no idea what I’m talking about, this is childish, I am just embarrassing myself and wasting your time. But I feel like if I put this out there, maybe I can bring someone with me back into existence.
I heard a woman tonight who essentially said “why live? what’s the point?” and it made me so sad. I didn’t get a chance to talk to her. I certainly don’t know what the point is, I’m not sure there is a point, but since I have accepted existence, it has become much more cool. There is so much life within each of us, within each square foot of grass.
You might think this is dumb, but I am trying to stop caring about what you (whoever you are) think. So here is an astounding fact: