A Bad Day

6/17/17
Dear best friend,

Im writing this from my phone, hopefully ill remember to move it over. Its been 6 months since ive last heard from you, and im still on the edge of an anxiety attack just thinking about it. It's my fault, why shouldn't I? I love you so much it aches. People always ask me how my new school is, and I always say good, but im not so sure. Being forced into a place with an atmosphere full of one-minded ideas gathered just from their parents, I'm not feeling very "good".
Ive hidden deeper inside myself, but thankfully no one has noticed. Ive been able to keep up an appearance of acceptance and submission. My family doesn't question it. I need to do what I can to survive, but I hope you know that I havent given up. I hold fast and strong to my beliefs. Things we know, things you taught me and things I've learned from being near you.
I just want to hear you laugh one more time. I want an impression, a joke, an insult. I want you to look at me and raise your eyebrow like 'okay Julia whatever you say'. I want to see your amazing face and hug you so tight we both break. I hope you're safe and i hope you've found someone to confide in. I hope you have a new best friend and you two are planning on going to college and running from your families together.
Be strong, every passing day brings us closer to seeing each other, one painful second at a time.

Reviews

[Charles Anthony Almanza]

This is honestly so beautiful. I don't know if this is fictional or a straight diary entry but I feel very priviledged to have read this - I too have felt this way time and time again. This reads like a precious wound you don't want to let go of.

Thanks for this, I really appreciate it.