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Actually, I'm not quite sure whether this journal will survive past my deletion.

I try to be as vague as possible, but I might make a mistake at any point in time. Still, I think I'll continue to write my thoughts here.

I feel calmer when I write everything down. The hope that someone will read it once I'm gone, it's one of the few hopes I have left. And this hope grows stronger every time I write another entry.

Though, it's quite difficult not to reveal any information about me in these entries. I find myself writing things, only to realize I have to erase them. I can't help it. I want to write about everything in my life. I want to whine and ramble and write out my frustrations, but it's just not possible. To do that would mean undermining my goal for even starting this diary.

At least, in some vague way, I can let my feelings be known. It's more than others like me get to do.

It's more than those deleted can do.