Erm, Hello. I'm writing this because I know you'll appreciate it. I know you'll read every word eagerly and smile. I know you love this type of shit. I know your heart is beating fast and you're excited. And I'm 100% sure you won't remember writing this. I'm sure this isn't your first letter; I write a crap ton of these.

I'm writing this because the universe works in mysterious ways and all that. It has a habit of delivering messages just at the perfect time or teaching us lessons when we need them most.

I'm unsure whether you need a lesson or I.

There are two, and only two, pathways you could've chosen. 1) You're still depressed. You hate your life and you are just surviving, not living. You cry every night and regret everything. Maybe you're dead and will never read this.

I pray with every cell of my body that you have not chosen that path. I pray that you've left that path far far behind. I'm desperately trying to get off that path. So, if you somehow end up there, please choose change. Choose to move onto path 2 and never look back. Leave that dark, dark place. And I mean it. Right now. This is you, 16 and broken, begging you to choose change. Only you can change, only you can choose, only you.

Path 2. Joy. It's yellow and bright and full of love. You wake up every morning so happy and grateful to be alive. You laugh in the face of difficulties. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, whoever you're with- you are happy. That's it. I don't care how, I don't care about anything apart from the simple fact that you somehow did it- you are happy. Path 2 means you no longer fear happiness, you embrace it. You have finally understood you deserve the utmost happiness and love. You've done what I've always wanted to do. You've completed your one goal in life- you are happy. You do more than survive, you live. You truly live your one life to the fullest. YOLO in human form.

Here I am. Freshly broken, hoping with all my heart that you have chosen path 2.

Because, after all, it is a choice. You create your own reality.

I know you're on path 2, I know you are. You are. You are. You are. Please.

This is the end. Read it again and again and again and choose path 2 always. Choose path 2 and every time I've cried and bled it would've been worth it. Every thing I'm doing now, I'm doing for you. I'm working my ass off to make sure you're on path 2. So, damn it, choose path 2.

You know who this is from.
I love you, okay?