The Letters

Once or twice a month, I write a letter. It's the kind of writing that doesn't belong in a book or a blog post. More like something you'd find folded in a coat pocket. Personal, unpolished, honest.

These letters aren't advice. They're not trying to fix anything. They're just writing. The kind that comes from paying attention to the quiet parts of life.

No advice

No fixing

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The writing on this site is personal and reflective. It does not offer guidance, treatment, or recommendations. If you need professional support, please seek care from a qualified provider.

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