Dear everyone else, I am writing you today as I sit here by myself.

Because we justify the things that we do by just trying to fit in.

But when you're created to stand out and shine, you'll never fit in.

I mean, I just wanted to fit in, but I never got the invite to come over.

So I did a whole bunch of things and drunk my problems away so I wouldn't be clowned being

sober. But Jehovah told me that I was better than that, and that I'm royalty, and that all my hurt

and pain, he died for that. So I died to anything that ever had a hold on me, and died to every

single lie that Satan ever told to me. I died to the thought that I am worthless, because staying

blind in that won't allow me to see the real truth. And that truth is that I have purpose.

I was made to be authentic. I was made for better, which means you were made to be authentic,

and you were made for better. So to my family, friends, and anyone listening,

the old me is dead and gone, and here's a suicide letter. Salutes.