It's been, years and years since we last saw each other, but I want you to know that I still think about you sometimes. I was even looking at some old photos of us as kids a few weeks ago, which caused me to Google your name on a whim, and I was surprised and deeply saddened by what I found out. I can still tell that you're you by your eyes, and I can hear your voice in your posts. I'm happy to see that your obsession with Pokemon is still strong (you'd be disappointed to know that I've completely forgotten how to play). You life seems to mirror mine in some ways, though for very different reasons. We're both still dependent on others, huh? I'm sorry that you're lonely and sick. Part of me wants to reach out to you. It would be so easy, but I'm scared. You could be a brutal bully just as much as you could be a best friend, though I'm not sure you knew it. I just don't know if I want to subject myself to that sort of up-and-down, judgmental friendship again. My personality still has elements of how our friendship impacted me, both positive and negative. I don't think having me in your life would do anything to help you, honestly, and I don't know if you would even want me to try to get in touch with you, or if you ever think of me. But I'm scared that you'll fade away one day, and I don't know how I'll feel when that happens. Will I ever forgive myself for not sending that message? Or will I be relieved that I didn't do it? 