These are the words that I have experienced, felt, questioned or wrote. Everything is in your hands. Interpret it as you shall. I originally wanted to write something truly inspirational for you, but I realized all my power comes down to this simple mantra: just do it. Stop being afraid, stop doubting yourself and stop allowing yourself to suffer. Fly like the beautiful blue bird that you are, and let my words humor you as you do so. I am sick. These words are not holy. This is not a bible; this is the paper copy of my adolescent starvation. Starving for clarity, validation, identity and love. As you read this please know: I love you