Dear T,

I'm crying. Real crying. I haven't been able to do that in weeks or months.
I need someone. I need someone to talk to. I won't see you for another 5 days. I'm not sure if I want to see you, to talk to you. On moments like this, I usually longed to see T-on-leave. I don't do that now, I still have a lot of anger for her, and I can't dee her anyway. With you, I don't have that feeling yet. I'm not sure what feeling. Maybe a connection? I like you, I like the way you are as a T, how you do therapy. But there's something missing. Maybe it is because I've only been seeing you for two months. I don't know. I've only had this feeling with T-on-leave, and I'm not sure when I got that feeling.

But I'm drifting away. So I'm crying. Trigger is the asshole boys who are having a sort of party in their garden, across from my room. This are stupid teenage boys and they are being rude, their are doing things to their neighbours garden and to our fence. Where are the parents? I don't know them, they are new. But this is what's wrong with this world. This is why this world is going to hell. People are getting worse and worse. So many parents don't raise their kids well. If kids aren't raise well, this world is ever going to get better.



This world is a bad place. Humans have ruined it. Why can't humans be good to eachother? Why do they have to destroy everything?
I'm far from perfect. But I have manners. I don't hurt people on purpose, unless they hurt me.
I can't live in this world.