I just want to tell you can never allow yourself to forget how simple it is to be happy. We make it so complicated entirely on accident and it’s a horrible mistake to make. It’s okay to love yourself even though you don’t feel loved by others. It’s okay to recognize solitude as more than just loneliness. It’s okay for the friends with whom you surround yourself to be strangers who don’t know your name, foods you’ve never tasted, music you’ve never heard, books you’ve never read. And mostly I want to say that you should never accept criticism of your depth, because life is so shallow.