LETTER 19

Don't worry, I still have it. I plan on finishing it. My mind is almost 100% now. I may not be able to do my usual fantasy at the moment, but I want to write as much non-fiction as I can.

That's great to hear!!! I am still feeling crap, heading to the doctor in a couple of hours to see if he can help. But hearing this change in you is doing wonders for me, really. I sensed some darkness in you and frankly it frightened me, why I urged you to read theTelling Selves, hoping that you seeing others' struggles might help you understand you are not alone? None of us are, though we sometimes convince ourselves into believing this. Good going Jeremy, really proud. Really proud.

It's all thanks to you and your kindness. I did not know what was going to happen tonight. My urges were getting stronger and stronger.

Wow, I hadn't ventured out of messages and I am... crying I guess, crying with gratitude and with joy... To see you out there, chatting and relating to others? What can I say Jeremy? I am so touched by your courage right now I have no words. That's all. Keep at it. I am here. Others are here. Don't thank me, thank yourself, really thank yourself for what you did today. It was you, not me, you just needed that small nudge is all. And don't ever let it get to that point again. Get to me, talk to me, you hear?

Yes ma'am. You know, perhaps if we met in another point in your life, it would have been I that helped you. You're a good person and I'm glad I met you.

You are helping me now Jeremy, and you are helping others too. We are all a chain really, leading one to another and then forming links between us. For me, the joy I received through you today is priceless. I see other people following you other people seeing what I saw in you. Never let darkness descend again. Write your little heart out, even just a word or two a day. We'll get there, all of us.

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