Dear Aden,
Its getting worse. The depression. I can feel myself slipping. And I don't want to..... But I also don't know if I want to stop it. I stopped breathing again today. My lungs are just sucking at doing g their job. I mean I'm fine now, but it was scary. I'm not going to lie....I was terrified. But again, I'm fine now. I just wish you were here, I may be selfish for saying this.... But it would be easier in a way, if you were here. And I keep thinking, what if it was me first.... What if you were still here,what would you be like, what would you do or say. I wish I knew, I wish it had been me.....
As always, to the moon and back,
I love you,
N.G
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Letters From Love
Non-FictionWhen Aden died I felt alone. I was lost. I didn't know what to do. And to this day I still feel the same. So I came up with an idea. I would write letters to him, about my day, about him, short or long, angry or happy. And this is the result...
