Why I write

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Dear Sir,

Well then, here we are. After years and years of self loathing, cowardice, and insecurities I finally found the courage to do this. I read Perks Of Being A Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky last summer, I loved it and gave me the idea to write you. I’ll be honest, I still feel inadequate. But I have a story, a message to tell, and it needs to be heard. But I’m still not strong enough to tell the world, so I’m writing you because it’s easier, I know you’ll understand. You always do. After all I’m writing because of you. You urged me, so I’m addressing all these to you. I hope that’s okay because I know you’ll listen.

People call me “Eunice”, that’s my first name. But you already know that. It means victory. Ironically, I don’t feel victorious most of my life. I’m a 20-something young professional who doesn’t feel professional in anything. I still feel terribly young pretending to be an adult. “Yuppies” that’s what society calls us. Over achievers trying to prove something to themselves, their parents, and to the world. Busy making money, making a name, making excuses. We’re also busy thinking about our future. I doubt anyone of us really knows what he or she is doing. You see we’re still in the position where we believe our dreams can come true. Very few of us will actually achieve them. A lot of us will lose them – overshadowed by bills, responsibilities, and expectations. Most of us will spend our days sitting in front of a screen, clicking and flicking, and getting idiotized by it. Or we’ll run after things that have no lasting value: position, recognition, that car, that house, that relationship, heck even that 6-figure monthly paycheck. These aren’t bad, these are actually important. I just don’t want to wrap my life around these things.

I don’t want to lose my dreams. You gave them to me. And I will fight for them. That’s why I’m writing, and I’m writing to you. I need your help. I know you know that already, but I’ll write it anyway. I want to be comfortable telling you things. I’m using my second name because I know it’s what you’ll call me by when we finally meet face to face.

Sincerely,

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