Dear Kurt, 

I need to believe this is true - that pain will make me end up somewhere I belong. I need to believe that this is all supposed to be this way, that this is part of growing up and that anything could have ever prepared me for this, and this is why it hurts so much. I need to believe that one day I'll settle down, alone or with somebody, and that I'll even laugh about those days of my teenage years, when I was so damn sad and thought nothing would ever make sense. I need to believe this can happen - that one day everything would be different - and better.

«Peace, love, empathy.»