Hannah Brencher. If you find this letter ... How I found the meaning of life by writing hundreds of letters to strangers (№ 455910)

But here it is, the story. All her details unfolded around me. And it had nothing to do with being chosen or not being chosen. He didn't write letters for me. He did not challenge loneliness for me. And this truth I needed to swallow: people don't live your life for you; it's up to you to do it. You have to be someone who dives deep enough and whispers words that people can't always say for you, whether you fully believe in them or not: “I choose you. I choose you".