This week's prompt for Red Writing Hood:
Epistolary novels work as a concept because they are a series of documents (often letters) written to reveal a story. Let's try and give this a go, shall we? For this week write a serious letter to your younger self.
My Dearest Girl,
You are a dumbass. You make stupid and self destructive choices as frequently as you breathe. But you are also a sweet, smart and thoughtful girl. Sadly you don’t recognize that in yourself. All you see is the hurt. The depression. The bad decisions.
You are in trouble. And I hate to tell you this, but it will get worse before it gets better. The trouble will mount and you will be buried by it. You will not be able to see the light of day for what feels like a very long time.
I wish I could really have told you this…wish you would have been able to hear me. Ask for help. Accept the help that is offered. There are people who love you. They are worried and you are shutting them out. Take a deep breath, man up and tell people how bad it is. Listen when your family says they love you. Listen when your friends say they will be there for you.
You will eventually fight your way back. You will get your life back to some semblance of normal. In the meantime let me give you one good thing to focus on. You will make a decision during this time that is possibly the smartest thing you’ve ever done. You will let that sweet new boy stick around. He is working really hard to spend time with you. And he still is. All these years later he is your favorite. He is the best husband and father you could ever have asked for. Well done you on that one.
It has been hard and bumpy and heartbreaking. You still have good days and really not good days. But despite everything I’m still working really hard on loving you, and we’re a lot closer than we were before….
See ya later alligator,
Just so I don't leave you to start the weekend on a sadder note, Pie wanted to bust a quick move for you...