This letter is for you, you that’s tired and sort of emptied out. You that tomorrow could be the someday you’ve been waiting for. You that want answers but you’re afraid to ask. You that have seen people say to you, “I’m here for you” and then run away as soon as things start to fall apart. You that there were moments you think you won’t survive and then you survived. You that is allowing your fears to decide your future. I want you to know that whatever it is that you are going through today, they all have an expiry date.