Hey Zavy my love,

Sorry I haven't been at school, but Mom suddenly decided to take me to the doctor a few days ago. I wrote this note on Friday, and didn't have any other way to get it to you. Did I miss much when I was gone?

I really hope your not so down anymore. You remember what you told me, right? You told me all those people that love me. Trust me, your family loves you, your friends love you, and I will always love you too.

You ever read 'Oh The Places You Will Go'? Yes, it is a Dr. Seuss book, but read it when you feel down. I've personally never read it, so I guess that makes me sort of a hypocrite. I was told to read it by my uncle, who, like you, is interested in psychology. He said you would find yourself on one of those pages.

Allow me to quote a song that holds many truths.

'Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve and algebra problem by chewing bubble gum (Ms. Brian would agree!). The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 a.m. on an idle Tuesday.... Remember the compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.... Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll get divorced at 40, maybe you'll dance the 'funky chicken' on your 75th wedding anniversary.... Dance. Even if there is nowhere else to do it other than your own living room.... Understand that friends come and go, but with the precious few you should hold onto. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you have a wealthy spouse, and you'll never know when either might run out.'

I know you said you, in a way, envied Colt and Tavis for receiving most of my affection. They don't because truthfully love, you do. Not an easy thing to admit, especially thinking that I may further confuse and frustrate you. That's not what I am aiming to do. I know you're concerned with friends, with Caitlin, with life. Shit happens. But sweetheart, life is beautiful. You'll make it through, and if you ever doubt you can, I'm here. Don't hesitate to call on me.

You've been trying to make me better. Give me advice, and gave me how you're able to get into that 'bubble' you have. It's been almost a week, and from the looks of everything I've seen...

You did it.