Dear old me,

Where are you?, I've searched countless of times within myself but I can't seem to find you. I really miss your presence.
Anytime I'm in the living room, it reminds me of the times when you just sat down and watched movies that were badly written just to have a good laugh. Stepping into the bedroom, I remember the time when you had a sleepover and actually convinced all your friends that the room was haunted. Those were the days when I actually had friends.
Remember that one time when you were singing out loud in the shower even though you have a bad voice and the neighbour had to come and check on you because she thought you were choking. Those were the good old days.
What changed our life?, was it the depression and anxiety that creeped in or was it the stressful times we couldn't endure or the heavy problems we couldn't solve?.
Everyday I try to bring you back but nothing is working. I'm making a little progress lately. Tomorrow night, Laura is coming over with the other girls for some movies and popcorn. On Friday, I'm going to binge watch our favourite tv shows and criticize them and on Saturday I'm hitting the karaoke to show off my not so good voice.
Dear former self, I'm doing all I can to bring you back, please come back your presence is highly appreciated. I'll always miss you.

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