Dear 17 year old me, 

What’s happening to you right now isn’t love, and it isn’t supposed to be happening, but it also isn’t your fault. You’re blaming yourself, and you think that if anybody were to find out, they would lose respect for you, or look at you differently. Nobody will, they will support you. They will help you. They will love you. Real love. You will survive all of this, and you will be okay. Just stay strong.

Love,

20 year old you