An Open Letter

I spent most of the day with A after work, and it’s nice to just have a good day with a friend. I also do feel like I have been rejuvenated in hope a little bit, because things are not as Grim as I think they are. I think a lot of it just comes from the fact that I don’t have a lot of of the things that some other people do, and because of that I feel like that is how the world is. Because I also have not had enough success yet with finding something like community, I feel like it is nonexistent, but I also do think that because of my lack of it I have developed certain skills that help facilitate this more, and it sets me up for a good future. And I don’t think it’s as rare as it seems. And it’s also not like I’m starving and drowning without any socialization. I do live in a large area that is fairly bustling, and I have a good amount of friends. I’ve let a good amount of grief wash over me, and I guess I can see some future where I can look at certain things and they don’t remind me of her and hurt me in the ways that the grief currently is.