Grayson,
Mum found the letters. She got angry. I tried to explain to her how they help me cope. I dump all my emotions into these letters, my feelings fill these pages. I feel lighter when I finish writing, not happier but lighter nonetheless.
She wanted me to burn them at first. She wanted to burn the one thing that makes me feel ok. I refused. I couldn't bare to lose this one piece of you I have. Then she proposed I posted the letters. I thought it was crazy at first. They'd never reach you.
But mum convinced me, saying I may feel relieved. She said I'll slowly be letting you go, without realizing it, after holding onto you over these past 3 months. I agreed to give her peace of mind. But I could never let you go Grayson. Never.
I'm posting the letters tonight. This may be the last one I ever write. I don't want to write you another one. I want to tell you how I feel, in person.
I want to tell you that I love you.
In person.
-Mads
