to be perfectly honest, i dont have a best friend. but this one i will write to ryan.
thank you for being in my life. you are the one person i have told basically all my present secrets to, and i wish i could tell you everything, but some secrets i need to myself. i know we're an odd pair: the questioning and the secretive, but i really wish i could tell you everything. you would want me to get help, but i dont want that. i like being messed up as strange as the sounds. but im glad you're here, because i dont like being alone. i hope you still like me as i continue (hopefully) spiraling downwards in terms of weight and sanity, but ill try to be happy for because you asked once.
im not good at writing letters, so im glad im not actually sending this, but just thank you. thank you for caring, thank you for treating me like i matter, and thank you for listening.