Letter Graveyard
So, I found this community where people write letters, and thought I'd give it a go. I'm aware it should be anonymous, but I dont care.
So here goes nothing...
Dear You,
I'm losing her. I have no idea how to get her back.
I feel like I've known her for my whole life, and now she wont even look me in the eye. Am I that terrible?
She feels like she's all alone, and I'm here, but she's so wrapped up in everything that she can't see it. She doesn't want to get out of bed in the morning, and she doesn't want to sleep at night. Everything is so hard, and I understand, but it's too much for her.
I know she wont give up, because she's stronger than that, but just existing isn't helping either. Depression is this fierce cycle that feeds on itself, and it's one big spiral down. Please, help me find her. Help me bring her back to the light. It can be really pretty in reality. Sometimes, fantasy isn't better.
Getting all of this down has, oddly, has made some sort of a difference. I can feel it. I know, later, she'll read this, and she'll know that I really do care.
This is so applicable to so many people, but you know who this is about.
Come back to me. It's no fun in the dark all alone. At least, up here, there's enough light to cross stitch.
Sam, wake up.
Love, your inner goddess.