{"id":440,"date":"2015-11-17T20:20:41","date_gmt":"2015-11-17T20:20:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-all-of-you\/"},"modified":"2015-11-17T20:20:41","modified_gmt":"2015-11-17T20:20:41","slug":"dear-all-of-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-all-of-you\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear all of you"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Things are getting so hard and it&#8217;s starting to feel like I don&#8217;t have a purpose anymore. I have no idea what to do with my life and I don&#8217;t even know if I&#8217;m gonna be able to graduate on time this year. I&#8217;m sorry, I know I let all of you down. You probably look at me from wherever you are and wish I wasn&#8217;t part of your family. I&#8217;m so alone. I don&#8217;t have any friends and I&#8217;m making myself stay in an emotionally abusive relationship because I don&#8217;t want to be more alone than I already am. I feel like I have no impact on anybody&#8217;s lives, there&#8217;s always somebody more important. I&#8217;m so sorry for the person I&#8217;ve become, I&#8217;m know I&#8217;m a disappointment. But please don&#8217;t forget that y&#8217;all still have such an important spot in my heart. I wish all of you could be here. I feel like things would be normal because I would have my childhood happiness back. I miss home so much. I love you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Things are getting so hard and it&#8217;s starting to feel like I don&#8217;t have a purpose anymore. I have no idea what to do with my life and I don&#8217;t even know if I&#8217;m gonna be able to graduate on time this year. I&#8217;m sorry, I know I let all of you down. You probably [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-440","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/440","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=440"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/440\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=440"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=440"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=440"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}