Our Little Library of Letters

Written to problems, not people – by everyday champions, like you.
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shoes dangling from a telephone line as is suggestive of a drug sale
To all the diagnostic labels that have tormented me for as long as I can remember: You are not welcome in my life. From a child you lied to me saying I was broken and cant do the things I want. You tried very hard to prevent me from studying and just want me to die. I don't like your plan for my life and you need to leave me alone...

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Blinds symbolic of what it feels like to be labeled by a diagnostician.
I never got to thank the person who introduced us. It's someone on twitter, and I've been too shy to tell them. Also because it happened years ago, and if I tell them now it'll look like I've had this gratitude for them kept hidden for so long - it's almost stalkerish and... WAIT. This is not central to what I wanted to tell you. I think... 

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A man suffering from C-PTSD and suicidal ideation
To be fair, doctors fail to have a consensus if the symptoms I experience are the PTSD, the saucier version C-PTSD, MDD, or any of the others listed in my medical chart.  You hide in the darkness of all those letters and let your symptoms do the work.  You use the self-inflicted injuries to muddy the waters for my care and create distance between myself and everyone else... 

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