A Letter to Someone I No Longer Talk To

To you who I no longer talk to,

It’s been years since we last spoke, since we last shared a moment. So much has happened, so much has changed since 2019, yet sometimes it feels like you’re just around the corner. Life keeps moving forward, and I want you to know—I’m doing just fine.

I’ve faced my own battles and come out stronger each time. I’m working hard, and I’ve managed to earn enough for myself and Mom. Somewhere along the way, I switched jobs, lost some people I cared deeply for, and even went through an accident that shook me. But through it all, I kept moving, kept growing. I’ve gained new people in my life, found someone who loves me deeply, and landed a stable job. I’m proud to say that I’ve made strides in taking care of my mental health too.

There are moments when I wish you were here, cheering me on or even just seeing all that I’ve achieved. Sometimes I imagine how proud you might feel. You missed out on so much—the new places I’ve discovered, the skills I’ve developed, and even my cosplay photos. I’d like to think you would’ve enjoyed those.

I know you’re out there, happy, with your new family, and that thought brings me comfort. Every now and then, I find myself wanting to reach out, to get your advice or hear your thoughts. But then I remind myself that no matter what, you’d probably support me, just like you used to. I hold on to that belief.

Even though you’re not here, I hope you’d be proud of the person I’ve become. Mom’s love and guidance shaped me, and I know you’d recognize the strength and resilience I carry today. I’ve grown into a fine woman, and I hope, somewhere out there, you’re smiling about that.

Wherever you are, I know you’re okay. And even if we never talk again, I want you to know that I’m okay too.

Take care, papa.