So I'd like to revise what I said before.
Dear patient,
I can tell that you're hurting. I can only imagine how hard things must be for you right now. I'm so sorry. And I just want you to know that I'm here.
love,
Constance
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Revision
The more I think about this post, the less I think it's what I want to say. I mean, what a freakin platitude. "Just keep living! Just don't kill yourself!" With the implied "and everything will be ok." Everything's not going to be ok. I know that. He knows that. Of course he wants to kill himself. Who the fuck wouldn't. And how can I even begin to offer him solace at a time when, like I said, there's just so much wrong. With everything about the situation. With his life right now. Sad and broken and dope sick and lost and hopeless and angry and guilty and ashamed and lonely and scared...
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Dear Constance,
ReplyDeleteI want you to know that every single one of your letters strikes a chord with me. As I find myself making my way through the days I appreciate you and your comments regularly. Your commitment to your work and caring for others, while still working on retaining the proper boundaries, is wonderful to watch.
Thank you, a million times over.
--Margaret (XOXOXO)
Gosh. Thank you, Margaret.
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