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Letter Number 1
Anonymous
Hi,
I don't know how to
say this. But, once again, you have released words and feelings in me.
Yes, it is not sexual. It is the tenderness in you, touching the
tenderness in me like no one ever has before. I love you simply because
you exist and you reached out to me, and you held me. As I said, with
your "heart arms".
It has been a really bad and hard life for me.
What keeps me going is other people. But, never in my life before have I
felt such tenderness. I got this from you, and every day since I have
known you, you have been changing me to make me a better person. Yes,
you have. I have treated strangers with love and kindness because of
you. I have treated beggars with love because of you. You have taught me
so much about love. You, I think, have taught me how to love. The anger
and the rage is not there when you come to my mind. The hurt and the
pain goes away when I think of you. And I do think of you. Not a day
goes away when I do not look at the sky and the clouds and remember you
and your smile.
If I could keep you in the memory of my mind
every minute of every day, I would be one of the nicest people around.
The psychiatrists say that no one can make anyone anything else. I
disagree. Cause you make me a better person than I have ever been in my
life. I thank you so much for what you have given to me. You don't know,
but you mean so much. As long as I know you exist and you are safe, I
can do anything, anywhere knowing I can come back to you, with wounds,
and you will hold me.
Thank you,
My Friend, Hope.
Thank
you.
Respectfully, I Request to remain Anonymous
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