Letter Twelve!
Hi Miss Jain, had a stupid discussion with you about my life plans today. And now I sit cursing myself for ever breaking them to you. It's never the question of whether you support me in this endeavor or not. To be honest, this behavior of yours, this particular way of dealing with situations, is what keeps me grounded. Not letting me slip too lose. To a point of no return, what psychiatrists call "chronic delusional disorder". Basically you're the one helping me keeping it real. But you should know this. There's no way that I am going to live as miserably as I was born. I still may not know much about you, but I know that you have tasted the bad days like I have. And if not the process, you're definitely gonna support me if you had the vision of the results. But then again, you're prudent enough to not tie your hopes to chance. And far from blaming you, I rather appreciate it. More than you think I do. So thank you for sticking it out so far. ...