Dear best friend,
You also understand my situation extremely well. You were the first person I ever told about my troubles. The first person I trusted. The sad skins of a double-crossing foe that plays for tokens of affections and bits of love: our bitter halves The Raven and Preacher. I never thought my life would be this horrible. I never imagined. They snuck in quietly and tricked me good. A manipulation that ran deep from their trauma and inner demons. Now, as I've tried to leave them for the past several years, it's been a wicked tug of war I can't end. But, with my family’s support finally here, I can. I feel we both understand each other. It's hard to say one ever truly can understand everything about someone, as a person is deep and complex. But, I feel you and I have a connection that is important and built on trust. How else could we send these letters? How else could you know they were from me and they were written for you? Our friendship is deep.
My dear friend, I hope today you find peace and hope and joy in the little things and through God. I hope you have a wonderful writing day. Hugs from me to you.
Talk to you soon!
Love,
Melissa
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