I'm sorry, but it's too traumatic for me to write and read all these letters again. With all that's happened, I can't look back. There is too many agony, sorrow and suffering. The letters have left a mark on me, and this time, it's a long, burning scar.
Why do bad things happen to good people? Is it because God wants everyone to be fair? That He wants even the most good and most innocent of people to experience the horrors of reality? Or is it because those people deserve it?
I know that you'll be disappointed. You've been looking forward to this letter everyday, and I know this is probably too late for me to send it (it's actually very late) but I don't know what else to do.
A lot of things have changed. So have I. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm trying to figure it out. On my own, this time.
I hope you can understand.
Please understand.
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