Georgie boy,
Everywhere I look, I think of you.
This still feels really weird to write out my feelings, but I can't think of another way.
My mom thinks I need to see a therapist, but I don't want to. I don't want to be pinned as a freak with PTSD after this. They'll just label me as someone else with issues and give me more meds I won't take. I barely needed my insomnia meds whenever I was with you anyway.
No medication will take this pain away.
It's only been 4 days.
I'll get over it.
Anyway, I can't stop seeing your face. I look around my room and see pictures of us. I can't look at your sweatshirts without feeling pain.
This is terrible.
I gotta go again, sorry these letters are so short. You won't see them anyway.
I miss you,
-Clay
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Letters to G | Dreamnotfound
FanfictionThis story is super short, and the chapters are mostly all less than 200 words. It'll be a fast read, so don't expect anything lengthy. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** **It will also have triggering topics, so if you're uncomfortable with pills, PTSD, therapy...
