So I wrote this for my friend, for when she goes off to college. I'm going to seal this letter in an envelope, and write "OPEN WHEN FEELING DOWN" on it. I was wondering if you thought this would be helpful in your time of need; while your away from your friends. ENJOY!
Dear Friend,
I'm having a midlife crisis at the age of 18! I don't even know if that's possible, but that's how I'm feeling right now. This summer has been, point blank HORRIBLE!!! I don't know what's wrong with me. I know I'm scared about how my life is going to change once my friends and I go to college, but is that what's really causing me to CRY?
Why me? Why am I still alive? Not that I want to be dead. But it baffles me how every day you hear about people getting killed in horrible car accidents and other such tragedies. What about the one who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Is it just that? Being unlucky? That seems too simple. How is one life spared over another?
I HATE stereotypes, even if they are proven accurate. It bothers me. I never knew it did until it happened to me. Now I pull back from my unknown stereotyping habit. It doesn't make me feel good inside, therefore I don't want to make others feel like crud. I am an all around good person; I don’t get bugged by much, and I’m pretty much a happy go lucky girl. In short, I don't get mad easily.
Here is why I’m scared. I’m scared that I will never see my friends again, that we’ll “slowly drift apart” and just point blank forget. They continually tell me that it won’t happen, and that they’ll always be with me. So I worry less, and accept that if we do grow apart, that their memories will stay in my heart forever.
So you know when people tell you "don't look" you look anyway?
My mother told me: "Never talk to strangers" that anyone you don't know isn't trustworthy. But here I am, online, the most dangerous place for predators, spilling out my guts. Anything I feel emotional about or a "big secret" is more likely to be seen online, than heard by my TRUE friends. I mean that's ludicrous!
So I was looking through my old creative writing journal today and got caught up in the worlds I created through my writings. I laughed, speculated, and even got chills by what I was capable of.
