Dear Summer,

Sorry for not replying sooner. When I get home from work my mind doesnt allow me to say how deeply I feel. When I wake, not much better.

Reading your story I just have feelings of overwhelming sadness for you. Maybe its not what you need. You need a friend who can give you real help right now and that isnt going to be me. I wish I was able to take away the illness and give back power, not only to your home, but to your soul. I cant do that and Im not certain who can.

This isnt a fate you deserve, no one does. I understand feeling eccentric and wanting to be alone, even when I cry for the company of others. I pray a miracle will come your way.