Finally, I’ve kept my promise – I’m writing, just like you always wanted me to. I just wish you were alive to read what I’ve written!
I want you to know, I figured out what was wrong. I have Borderline Personality Disorder (among other things) and that’s why I could never keep a promise to you – or anyone else. This Borderline thing is rough, I’ll have you know. Trying to understand the illness wasn’t that bad. It was just time-consuming. But now, dealing with it -OH THE WORK – it can be exhilarating, exhausting, excruciating and everything in between. I hope that wherever you are now residing, you can see this somehow. I wish you could answer – do they have the internet in Heaven? I hope so!
I love you,