Smid's Last Letter

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by DillPexe

by DillPexe

"I went home and obeyed these directions for some three months, and came so near the border of utter mental ruin that I could see over."

-Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Dec. 9, 2018

"See the light," that's what they told me over and over again in the throes of my conversion therapy. I can still recall the way the light reflected off that ugly yellow wallpaper, and the depression in the wall. I'd spend many nights reflecting myself, wondering how I could become such a sinner. I recall being attracted to this one kid who was one of my classmates at San Rafael. We didn't really have anything beyond that, thankfully, but my parents still had to do the right thing and send me here to Restoration Path. I miss them so much...

I'm afraid, however, that not even the lord can save me now. I'm sorry, Mom, Dad, Pastor Jacobs, Andy; Andy, I'd hate to leave you alone in this world without an older brother to protect you, but I'm incapable of improving. Please, forgive me for what I'm about to do.

-Alan Mathison S