After writing the first letter, i became flooded with, emotions, memories, and a drive to keep going. Thankfully, now, i finally had a tool to deal with the surge. In the past, i kept anything & everything concerning the “real me” well hidden from, first and foremost, myself. I would just shove it down into the darkness as deep as i could, and do my best to ignore it.
But now that i have faced my demons head on, there is no reason to be afraid : )
I never actually finished this letter, but it covers a lot of key points, and i think it does a great job at showcasing the chaotic state of my mind at the time. I was just coming off the drugs when i started this one; around Jan/Feb of 2018. but my Grandma got sick in march. She has since recovered, thankfully, but by the time i went back to the letter (june-ish), i had more clean time under my belt, and was seeing things more clearly, in general. so i just started, what would become, the 3rd and final letter in this series. And for as discombobulated as this one is, the last one is coherent, so bear with me : )
unfortunately, i was unable to load anything but the PDF version, which doesn’t allow you to click or view any of the comment or inserts i made. I shall try to remedy that while you, hopefully, enjoy. Happy Thanksgiving to all, btw
J Snow, of "What's Left?" 