Letters #3 & #4

Dear Bloggers,

I’m a chicken, a big fluffy delicious chicken. 

and what I mean by that is, blog world, I have spent the last 3 days mulling over what to put in a letter to my parents and little sister.

It’s not that I have nothing to write, it’s that I have everything to write. Enough to fill a thousand parcel pages with more volatile emotion than I knew I could possess. But there are too many secrets, too much pain, and not enough reward to give me enough courage to write what I actually feel to your open eyes.

So I’m playing foul, and skipping these two letters, because I would never want someone to see that painfully honest side of me, especially them. 

-L