Dear Cameron,
When you killed yourself you made a decision about how I was going to live the rest of my life. You knew you might not wake up. That was a sacrifice I had to make, too. So know two things.
1. You're impossible. You broke all the rules. You showed me how to find myself. You made me human. You gave me time, and feeling, and life. In you, I found my heart. And it just stopped.
2. You're entirely too good for me. I've been in your head, and I know how you see me. You've put me on a pedestal I don't know how to begin to break down. I know I won't convince you of this. I know I can't make you stop loving me. Selfishly, I've never been more glad of anything in my life.
So wake up, Cameron. You woke me up. Now it's your turn.
— Love, and I do mean love, Kirsten.
