dear you,

last letter of this session.

thanks for letting me write to you, thanks for reading, thanks for being there.

it’s been one helluva month. i’m still recovering, still breathing, still taking it one step at a time. sometimes very carefully, sometimes blindly.

i chose to do letters this session because i wanted something a little easier. and letters are easy for me to do, i take them more casually because i’m basically just writing whatever comes out. and i’m confessing, to you, thoughts and feelings that don’t necessarily have to make sense or really matter. all that stuff changes in moments.

i’ve discovered that honesty can be very refreshing. however blunt some people can be, it’s just nice sometimes to know what’s going on. to have someone tell you, or better yet, show you what they’re about. maybe i’m not explaining this well enough, but…i want to seek out honesty in others and in myself.

i want to feel the kind of freedom i’ve only seen and heard about when it comes to personal happiness.

this is what i want. and, i think, this is what i will take.

-v