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  • day 6355: letting go of what does not serve

    dear g:  you must be in an awkward situation. it is not everyday that your long-term ex girlfriend marries one of your idols, pals around with your heroes, and has gone into great detail with her husband of what she… Continue reading

  • day 6123: there is no remedy for memory

    hey dad. I have been spending quite some time lately to sorting and organizing several generations of family photos. I have seen you from birth until your death. Grandma kept every school picture, many candid family shots, and even your… Continue reading

  • day 5913: in a fight to the death

    I am exploring some really triggering stuff here. Please proceed with caution if you are easily bothered by suicidal ideation.  I AM SAFE.  this is a recap of past thoughts– stuff i have struggled with since birth it seems like. … Continue reading

  • Day 5706: brotherly love

    Just a quick letter to my younger brother. Hey Raymond. About an hour ago, I was warmly recounting stories of your mechanical ingenuity from our youth. You could make anything with your hands. You had the imagination artists yearn for.… Continue reading

  • day 5566: It’s All So Incredibly Loud

    this is an open letter for you.  i was compliant in your abuse.  i am so sorry.  you have inherent worth.  you know what needs to be done.  you have endured since your conception.  stoic. pertinacious. tenacious.  these words describe… Continue reading

  • day 5520: youth is wasted on the young

    I wrote this on June 22, 2014 and I sent it to a then boyfriend. It mentions a girl I will talk more about on my next post in the form of an open letter. The ex-boyfriend was trash and… Continue reading

  • day 5292: reflection

    this is not a letter, just a few thoughts i had the urge to scribe down. tw: heavy on the rape. read only if you have spoons.   it is funny where “it” still pops up. funny if you are… Continue reading

  • day 5247: to boldly go where no man has gone before

    aloha pops. the beginning of this chapter is august 2014. i was fresh out of high school. i was a burning hot passion. i was going to move mountains and change the world. i kicked off this momentum by jamming… Continue reading

  • day 5133: lauded

    hi daddio. there is so much i need to update you on. for now, i leave you something my boyfriend- we shall call him the armenian- wrote about me. She is kind. She wants to help others. She knows how… Continue reading

  • day 5044: the fruits of being “too much” (BONUS)

    i wrote this for the doctor some time ago. i never shared it with him.  mr retracted- i arrive in a whirlwind of EVERYTHING. chaotic neutral. sometimes because of my own loud fanfare and trumpets, i rush to hasty decisions… Continue reading