I often would fantasise at night. As in imagine myself in a situation. Not healthy fantasies. I've been listening to ACA meetings - adult children of alcoholics. My parents weren't alcoholics for the record. I've really related to it. The depiction of feelings. Of black and white thinking. Approval. Can go on. So the last…
Letter to myself: 12th August 2020. I’m with you.
Dear E I'm here. I'm with you. I'm sorry I can't take your pain away. I can be with you. I am with you. I will be with you. I can't ease the pain. I can, am, and will stay with you through it. You will get past it E. Life, just living, doesn't always…