Dear World,
Please leave me alone and let me be. I’m confused right now and would love it if you left me alone for more than two minutes. I need some time to think and be alone.
I don’t want to take my medication anymore, but when I don’t I sit in my room all day becasue I’m so angry or upset. Please just go away or take me away. I don’t even care which one it is, but it needs to happen and happen soon. I’m pretty positive you would function just perfectly without me here. And World, please give me my life back. Please, I’m beggin you and then I would be fine. (I think). Reading back through this letter I realized just how confused I really am and I don’t know how to change that. I need some help and don’t really know who to go to right now. I’m giving up starting now. World, send someone to rescue me…..
Dear World
11 JunDear World
6 MayI have been very afraid a matter that behind the joyful is lonely.
I always follow others’ footsteps I was already tired.
I can’t find my way and I don’t know what can I do.
I am waiting for someone that can save me.
sorry my English is not very good.
Dear World
1 FebI thought I was feeling better. The medicine is working, and my boy is perfect. So why do I feel like this? Not happy. Not sad. Not angry. Just … numb. I never really understood what people meant when they said they wished they could feel something. I mean why would you want hurt and sadness and all that other junk? Well I guess it’s because those emotions are better than feeling as if you’re not living at all. Whats the point?
-emotionless.
Dear World
16 SepWow. I’ve been moving really fast lately. It’s like one thing after another. I feel like this is a climax in my life and it’s really scary. I’m ready, but not ready at the same time, and I wish I knew what I was doing half the time, but most of the time I put on a smile and try to make people think I’m completely confident in all my decisions. Sometimes I think I’m not worthy of success or the ability to prosper and sometimes I think I deserve it for all I have suffered. It’s hard to say whether I should pursue my dreams full force however unlikely it is that I will actually get to where I want or play it safe and never be on the cutting edge. I wish there could be someone beside me really pushing me and helping instead of a few people who kind of show a little bit of interest. I guess what I’m saying is I hope it’s worth it. I hope people realize my hardwork and figure out that I’m happy pursuing my dreams regardless if I catch up with them or not. At least I’m trying, right?
Love,
Hoping
Dear World
19 JunDear World,
I love you! I love your imperfections! I love how we humans rejoice when we feel the music, or are inspired by something. I love the music we sing, the books we write, the structures we build. I love how tiny we are, and how we think we know so much. I love that mother nature lovingly, but sternly puts us back in our place when we think we’ve conquered her. I love how we dream. I love that we share a common soul, that we have the capacity to love each other. I love that we never learn our lessons, but are endearing enough anyway that the soul of the Earth doesn’t wipe us off the face of the planet. I love how the Earth nourishes us, how we nourish each other. I love that we are allowed to spend roughly a little under a century learning everything we can about this wonderful place. I love you, I love you, I love you! I love that we dance and sing and offer it all up to Something we don’t even understand, Something that is much greater than any names we give It and the restrictions we
try to squeeze It into. I love our cultures, our differences, our similarities, our fears, our silly behaviors, and the fact that we really are animals, but that we really do think and wonder. I’m in love with everything about you, World. All the people, rocks, water, spiders, kangaroos, clouds, babies, temples, trees, and little chances you provide us everyday to be inspired.
Sincerely,
Your daughter, sister, and friend
Dear World
23 MayDear world,
I’m not sure if I’m ever going to live up to my full potential. I think I have too much potential. We all do, really. What is the human condition if not potential? There are so many things I could do with my life that I’ve become overwhelmed by the vertigo of my own possibilities. I’m so idealistic that before I can ever really accomplish something, I think of something else that I could do better, that would be more interesting, that would mean more. Everyone always told me I could be anything I wanted to be, but that’s the problem. What I want to be changes all the time. I can’t imagine ever having one job for the rest of my life. It’s not that I’m lazy or unmotivated; it’s exactly the opposite. I want to be everywhere, to see everything. I want to be free, and to carry that freedom to everyone around me. You might call me the typical college student, changing majors every year, transferring schools, fickle and rootless, but it’s so much more than
that. If I let myself be put in a box, I’m afraid I’ll eventually find myself at the end of my life unfulfilled and only half alive, like so many people I see around me. I’m not trying to make excuses for my apparent flightiness. It’s just a part of who I am. I guess I just want you to understand me. I thought you should know.
Love, me
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