A year ago

DAY TWENTY-FOUR: a letter to yourself a year ago

Hey,

Quit that fucking job now. Just do it. Don't think about anyone else. Just quit.
Do not fucking sign up to be the person who does all the legal shit. Just don't. Clean that apartment out and walk. the. fuck. away. Nothing you're going to get from that process will matter because it will make you hate everything and everyone and it will suck.
Do not drink so goddamn much the night before the wake. You'll throw up in a Taco Cabana bathroom and feel so much shame. Just don't do that to yourself.
Death sucks. It sucks so much.
Fuck everything. This is NOT YOUR RESPONSIBILITY.
Go to fucking therapy.

Seriously, quit that job now.
-Me

( For all the other days )