Dear Lekha,
How are you doing would be the most inappropriate and imbecile question at the moment, and in fact a cliche you so hate. But pardon me, but cliches are an art and part of our lives, and some of those annoying things we can never avoid.
Much like the reasons why you are here.
I know you don't entertain preaching from people, and I'm certainly not one who would sprout sayings to anyone, least of all to someone who won't welcome it. And anyway I would humor myself considering that what I'm going to tell you is more of a man to man advice given by someone who cares for your well-being.
Don't ever try to hurt yourself for people who aren't worth it Lekha. Taking your life is only going to give them a false impression that they are so important to you. Now, do you want you to be remembered for all the wrong reasons and held in wrong impressions? Certainly not.
You have no business sitting around in boring hospital rooms, with not yet healed slit wrists, and loathsome, pitied or preachy faces surrounding you. You should be out there in your studio instead, painting the next masterpiece.
So what if you're wronged in the basic level, so what if you're subjected to humiliation and violence, so bloody what? Yes, they do hurt you, but it is your fault to give them that power to hurt you. It is entirely your fault if you even for a second believe their venomous words talked about you.
For all the "selfish bitch" titles you have, Lekha, you and I know that you aren't wrong. Deep down, you aren't a person who would hurt anyone - not even them, willingly or unwillingly. See even now it's you whom you chose to hurt. But really, is it wroth it? Why should you be punished with no mistake of yours?
You know the answer. And if you know that, realization will come crashing down that you did a terrible mistake. Don't disrespect yourself Lekha. Not for a bunch of nobodies. Now that you got it nailed in your head, start believing it. This is the first time I'm writing to you, and certainly the last time, because in case if you repeat this stupidity, there'd be no one left to read another letter, or for the matter even write. Get that? Anyway, signing off now. I really didn't mean to preach yet it surprisingly sounded like one. Take care, if not for me, for yourself.
Much Love,
Lekha (Who's feeling awfully bored with the free time in hospital and feeling suddenly mature after the stupid act)
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