A Letter to Myself One Year Ago
Many people do not know this, but I was in a mental hospital last year in June. I was admitted for suicidal ideation. I spent the longest 48 hours of my life wearing a hospital gown and socks and listening to addicts and alcoholics talk about their lives. It was the loneliest I have ever felt. It was my bottom. I wanted to post this entry on the one year mark of the incident, but life got in the way and this was the last thing on my mind. This letter is something I wish I had a year ago. It could have saved me a lot of grief and trouble. But then again, everything happens for a reason . Dear Past Jessie, I know you are feeling worthless and incomplete. I know you feel as if there is no way out besides killing yourself. I know you believe deep down that you are a burden to everyone around you. Trust me when I tell you this: It gets better . Though it seems impossible, you will feel like a new woman in no time. This part of your life is a very important stepping stone, and you mu...