Letters for Elysia. 4

My pretty young lady,

How are you? Recently I've been watching you from afar, you seem to be getting more and more tired, I wonder how long it will be before there's another panic attack caused by your ‘friends’, I've watched you take my anger as your own over time and every day I witness the development of a shell, as our thorns are always pointed out a protection so as not to be disappointed.

You know, I think we should spend more time together, my colleagues are very... Closed-minded, I'm surprised you try to dialogue with people like that, because it takes a lot out of your soul to discuss things openly with such ignorant people. I don't like you talking to them too much, I don't want you to be influenced and go back to that phase we fought so hard to get out of.

I can feel your tears at my thoughts, words and even actions, my little girl, don't cry now, is it so painful not to be able to communicate in words? Or rather, express your emotions in them. In fact, it's something I'm going to work on with you, but for now, rest assured that worse things are to come and you know how close they are.

Take care of yourself, remember that not everything that comes with open arms will be to comfort you.

Love, Subconscious. (02.29.24) 23h11PM