Hannah Brencher. If you find this letter ... How I found the meaning of life by writing hundreds of letters to strangers (№ 455926)

He never had much contact with his family, like stars that shine alone for too long, not thinking that together they could form constellations. There were few friends. He began to understand that he would never change anything in this world, he would never leave any memory of himself. He will be forgotten. It was a secret, all-pervading fear that he would die, as he had lived, silently.