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Rebecca Gales ([personal profile] throwabookatit) wrote 2018-09-19 07:31 am (UTC)

Max

Dear Max,

I'm sorry. As the weeks have gone on, I've really hated the idea of writing one of these to you. But if you're reading this, I've died. I never wanted to add to those you've lost. I know from experience that when those close to us are taken, it can drive us to do reckless, unimaginable things. But please, above all else, take care of yourself.

I don't want you to blame yourself for all this. My choices, wherever they lead me, were my own. You're the sweetest possible girl, but you're also so hard on yourself. Surround yourself with things and people that make you feel good about you. You deserve to feel love and be loved, but you can choose what you accept. Don't let anyone make you feel like that decision isn't yours.

In my general letter I mentioned the stuffed Batcat. It belonged to my friend, Isabella, and she told me it gave her comfort in many hard times. It's such a small thing to leave you, far too insignificant. But I'm sure she'd agree that you need it most. Hold the little guy close, and I'll be there for you.

Love from,
Becca

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