Yet at the same time, I yearn for the whole world to feel bad for me. I deserve it, because of… everything…

I found it hard to swallow that my theripist would be quitting her practice; I didn’t know how to react. I told myself that I would get through it and this problem could be fixed. Luckily, she told my mom about another phycologist who words in the same building. Before I left, she handed me a small package wrapped in blue paper. She told me that I had come a long way, and that she was so proud of me. I knew that life was changing, but I kept my faith in hope.
I believed that I could hold on somehow.

When I opened up the package, it revealed to be a little book titled, “Believe & Achieve: Inspiration for the Journey Called Life.” On the inside, my theripist had written a message.
It said, “I will miss you very much. You are a strong person with countless gifts to offer the world and everyone you meet.”