We're strangers, afterall. I have friends offline- outside the screen. I clung on to you so hard for so long because I didn't want to relive certain things, because I couldn't let myself be disliked by anybody. I'm not masking anymore, I'm just hard to like, but the right people put up with me, I've got a boyfriend who loves me during my episodes and during my good times, and we're doing alright. Life's alright, sometimes you just gotta make hard decisions for yourself and others, sometimes you gotta look like the problem to fix the problem. This is the last thing I'm gonna say about it, so take the advice I've always given you, and move on. It's gonna be alright. It's okay to dislike me, but I'll never bring myself to hate you. Thank you truly, the friendship was toxic at its' core, but I believe our personalities just weren't meant to go together. That's just how it is sometimes. Now finally, I want to close this book for good.