Dear Lee

When they say it gets better, believe them.

There will come a day that you make friends who will be there.

You will wake up, eat breakfast, shower, and sit in the sun.

Life is worth so much more than a bottle of liquor.

Remember when you started at 12?

Remember drunken work days?

Remember the feeling of security?

It will get lost and you will recover.

If there were a way I could go back;

be the you that's reading this.

I would've stopped.

I can no longer enjoy the same smells.

When they say it gets better, it really does.

Don't be so negative.

Put the bottles in the garbage.

You won't have the same friends until you do.

Most importantly?

You are loved.

Friends will leave because they love you.

Don't disappoint them.

You have all the power you need to feel alive.

It gets better.