"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

so I don’t know if you’re really dead. I never felt a moment where you exactly left. It felt like you faded over time. I drove you out, you weren’t welcome and I’m sorry. I’m sorry the last year was so mean, I’m sorry you went through so much harm and hatred and I’m sorry you wanted to die so badly and I couldn’t even see the problem. I was so blind and so ignorant for so long and sometimes I wonder if anyone else saw it too. Since you’ve been gone a lot has changed. I have new people in my life and although it’s really hard right now I know it’s going to be better someday. A lot more people understand now and even if my parents don’t I think they want to. I miss you so much some nights and I cried you a lot, sometimes. I wish things were simple like when you were here and I wish someone knew what was going on. But you had to, you had to die and I know you had to. I am so sorry you did and I miss you with all my heart. But what I’m doing is right, who I am is right. I miss you though