Thank you for the memories and the time. Even though you hurt me, I still wish you well.

Goodbye and thank you.

Mental health is hard.

I know they do, but I'm always going to be paranoid, no matter how much healing I do, there will be that shadow behind me always telling me that I'm not worth friendship, and never was and that's why our friendship went so sour. I wish things were different. I hope you are well.

I miss us being friends. I hope you're thriving, healthy, loved, and doing better. It was a rough time and tensions were high. I still have some days where I sit here worried and scared of what could happen. I sit here wondering if my friends do care about me because of my trauma from that incident.

And that's okay. I had a lot of good memories and I keep them close to my heart. Despite the pain I felt, and the paranoia I gained after it, I still have care for you as a person and someone who used to be part of my life. You might not see this. You might never see this but I miss you.