Dear Diary.

Hi D.,

I am sitting here again battling with the same problem. I think on all accounts I am lost and I HAVE lost. So many times. Too many times to count. It's always the same thing so I can't help but think to myself it must be me. The problem is me. These Problems are not problems simply because I instigated them and therefore, I must be the problem.

So tell me D., if you're a problem what would you do with yourself? The problem won't go away because it's in you, it's you. You can't solve a human. You can't save what's left of you because there's nothing left to save. And the people around you are going to watch you die slowly, unsuspectingly because you have this other life where you are accomplished, happy and surrounded by good things and a bright future.

You're so brave and you stand up to fight this problem. Then you realize you're fighting you and you can never win this battle until you point that sword at yourself. Then you relieve yourself and the people you love of this problem and never have to think about it again.

Your friend,
H.