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Janurary 14th, 2023
3 years ago
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Dear friend,
It has only been two weeks since I last wrote to you, and already, I have so much to talk about. So far, the new year has been great. On New Year's Eve, I went to a party with some friends. It was only a house party, nothing fancy. This party had the same familiar festivities as any other, but with a great abundance of alcohol.
I was unable to drink as much as I wanted to, as I was the “designated driver.” That did not stop me from having a few drinks here and there. This party was unlike other New Years parties I have been to. This one was special. I had invited a good friend of mine to visit me, and to my surprise, he came!
When he arrived, we spoke about different subjects and genuinely had a good time. I even took him out to dinner, where I was able to enlighten his taste buds to some authentic sushi. Good times were had, and his company is dearly missed.
Business has been great this year. I have managed to find work consistently without having to wait too long. It is a good sign, as it tells me I’m doing something right. It seems I have also managed to find a consistent work schedule, so as to not overwhelm myself. I could not be more happy about my business!
Despite the good fortune I have had thus far, I currently find myself suffering from my own thoughts. It is odd, throughout my adolescence, I have never had these feelings towards myself. Only recently, in the past two years, have I noticed that my mind attempts to bring me harm. Why? Is it for not speaking to my family, friends? Is it for all the wrongs I have done in my life?
They say your greatest enemy is yourself, and after these past few days, no truer words have ever been spoken. The things my mind says to me are enough to make me cry. “Give up, you will never make it. You are not lucky enough. No one cares about you. Go to sleep, you have nothing better to do.”
These words hurt me greatly, but I must endure them if I am to reach my goals. I must be resilient! These are only tests, laid before me to prove if I have what it takes to be who I want to be, and that is myself.
As I write this, I grow hungry. My letter will have to end here, but before I go, I have some words to share with you. Thank you for speaking to me after all this time. Throughout my life, I had always kept my feelings to myself, rarely expressing them to others. Writing to you has given me the freedom to express myself. It is because of you that I manage to keep pacing forward.
Thank you so much, friend. I love you dearly. May the warmth of life keep you sane, until we speak again.
Sincerely,
Noctis
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Dear friend,
It has only been two weeks since I last wrote to you, and already, I have so much to talk about. So far, the new year has been great. On New Year's Eve, I went to a party with some friends. It was only a house party, nothing fancy. This party had the same familiar festivities as any other, but with a great abundance of alcohol.
I was unable to drink as much as I wanted to, as I was the “designated driver.” That did not stop me from having a few drinks here and there. This party was unlike other New Years parties I have been to. This one was special. I had invited a good friend of mine to visit me, and to my surprise, he came!
When he arrived, we spoke about different subjects and genuinely had a good time. I even took him out to dinner, where I was able to enlighten his taste buds to some authentic sushi. Good times were had, and his company is dearly missed.
Business has been great this year. I have managed to find work consistently without having to wait too long. It is a good sign, as it tells me I’m doing something right. It seems I have also managed to find a consistent work schedule, so as to not overwhelm myself. I could not be more happy about my business!
Despite the good fortune I have had thus far, I currently find myself suffering from my own thoughts. It is odd, throughout my adolescence, I have never had these feelings towards myself. Only recently, in the past two years, have I noticed that my mind attempts to bring me harm. Why? Is it for not speaking to my family, friends? Is it for all the wrongs I have done in my life?
They say your greatest enemy is yourself, and after these past few days, no truer words have ever been spoken. The things my mind says to me are enough to make me cry. “Give up, you will never make it. You are not lucky enough. No one cares about you. Go to sleep, you have nothing better to do.”
These words hurt me greatly, but I must endure them if I am to reach my goals. I must be resilient! These are only tests, laid before me to prove if I have what it takes to be who I want to be, and that is myself.
As I write this, I grow hungry. My letter will have to end here, but before I go, I have some words to share with you. Thank you for speaking to me after all this time. Throughout my life, I had always kept my feelings to myself, rarely expressing them to others. Writing to you has given me the freedom to express myself. It is because of you that I manage to keep pacing forward.
Thank you so much, friend. I love you dearly. May the warmth of life keep you sane, until we speak again.
Sincerely,
Noctis
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