It made me so sad when I read you apologising for yourself; as someone who does that far too often herself, I thought I had to write to you.
I’m so sorry that you’ve had so much heartbreak, and I’m especially sorry that you ever had to know the boy who made you afraid. I’m so sorry that you’ve had to go through that, but I’m so happy that you are out of that relationship.
I don’t necessarily have advice that will make everything okay again, but maybe it will be a start? Talk to someone about what happened to you, if you haven’t already. I know it’s very common advice, but it’s common because it helps. Don’t let the boy who is too similar to you leave your life. Friends are important, and I can tell that you care about him.
On the final ‘To everyone’: please never apologise for being you, or for existing. You are loved, you are treasured and you are amazing- don’t forget that. I know that most of this letter hasn’t exactly been advice, but I hope it’s at least made you smile, or made you feel even a little better.
Yours sincerely, and with every hope in the world for you,
“I once had to say this on a show many years ago, and I truly believe it: Loneliness is a choice. I like to be alone; I’m more comfortable alone. But I do recognize that I take it too far sometimes and so I try to force myself to keep up with being sociable. I just am a bit of a lone ranger; I always have been. But I don’t believe that necessarily has to translate to being lonely. You can be lonely in a crowd of a thousand people. I can be in a hotel room on my own and not feel lonely. It all comes down to how comfortable you are with who you are in the silence.”