š”š I see myself in a place in nature. 1989. Walking without shoes, wearing only a white dress and my glasses. My hair blowing in the wind. Until I hear laughter and people talking, them. The group that simply has my heart, I walk towards them, but I don't seem to move, until I wake up completely out of breath. In my dreams, I'm there with them. In my head, I should be there. I feel that I belong there. That they would understand me and accept me for who I am. I don't understand, what have I said or done wrong not to have friends like them? In my dreams, I'm a loser, I'm accepted, I'm a good friend [...] Last year, I seriously considered committing suicide. Until I saw this movie. I fell in love with it, it was like..a light at the end of the tunnel. In my dreams, I deserve to have a friendship like theirs and to be supported, valued, without anyone judging me for the way I act. [...] They saved me, and here I am. I'm actually crying as I write this letter. I just want them to know how important they are to me, how much I love and appreciate them. If I could, I'd like to give them a hug, but I can't. This frustration inside me is not small, I need to have a friendship like theirs, or I simply can't take it anymore, and go to this reality to make me forget all this depression and frustration. They are one of the reasons why I stayed.
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