The air is so warm today. I haven't felt its like in so long, I feel like I've been reborn. Recovering from withdrawals and being shut in for weeks can do that to a person. The sky is so vast. Feels like I'm gonna fall up into it. There are moments where I just stroll around the complex, admiring the openness and beauty. Other times I run like I'm being chased. It's so new but old, so intriguing and terrifying. Nobody should feel like this, sis. Ever. The drugs robbed me of being human, and I'll never forgive them for that. But I'm healing, and one day I'll be cleansed of this taint.
I just wanted to send you this postcard so that you would know I'm alive. It's been years and I know you worry. I can't tell you where I am. I know you. You'll try to find me, and we can't have that. You can't see me like this. I won't let you. It's better this way.
You'll see me when I'm whole again.
You'll see me when I'm worthy of you and the rest of our family. You're with me in spirit; that's helping me go on. And I know you're angry, but I hope that one day I'll turn that anger to pride and forgiveness.
Your Brat of a Sister