Dear T,
i feel like i don't need theraphy anymore. It's not your fault.
I'm who i am and i can't be fixed. I'll never have a normal life, but it's ok.
Nothing can make me happy (except alcohol maybe), but it's ok.
I want nothing and it's killing me. But it's my "norm". I'll never be better.
I wish i could say that out loud, but i can't.
I'm so miserable. I'm so hopeless.

Love you,
me