I Swear You Will Be Fine

Days Without You

Day 300 – Remembering Dreams

Dear Josh, Has it really been 300 days? It feels like another stab, deep in the…
Day 299 – Mum and I

Dear Josh, Yet again, it feels like I have too much to tell you. Mum’s been…
Day 298 – Gender Reveal

Dear Josh, A close friend of mine recently had a gender reveal party and I only…
Day 297 – Ads

Dear Josh, There are ads all over London on mental health and suicide statistics. When I…
Day 296 – Graduation

Dear Josh, I kind of went out of my comfort zone and signed up for something…
Day 295 – Signs in London

Dear Josh, I thought there were not many signs in London because you didn’t like it…
Day 294 – Miserable

Dear Josh, I finally get why some old people are mean and grumpy and irritable. Maybe…
Day 293- Mario

Dear Josh, We spent the weekend with some of your favourite cousins. It is nice, but…
Day 292 – Hollister

Dear Josh, I forgot how much I missed shopping with you. Finding you clothes that fit…
Day 291 – Safe Place

Dear Josh, In the previous letter I briefly mentioned my happy place. There’s a story for…