Dear Me,

I gave you a lot of credit, and I didn’t give you credit at all. I shortchanged you, I lied to you, I stifled you, and I kept you at arms length because I did not want to face you. I didn’t want to know the truth, your truth, my truth. Not anymore. Time is running out and I need to apologize for these wrongs. I cannot take the wrongs back, but I can lay them on the table and permanently remove them from me, from you, and from fear and harm. I get to do this because I am alive, and I get to do all this, with you. –Love, me