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RE: The Diary Of A Woman Who Had It!
Hello my dear friend, I see that your journal offers a fascinating look into the entanglements of contemporary relationships and communication. It highlights the misunderstandings that can arise when friendship is confused with something else. Your assertion of independence and rejection of the control or subordination of others is a demonstration of strength and resilience. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
I would not even call it friendship. If it comes to friendship there has to be a certain bond and I don't see or feel this bond. To me he is a stranger, someone in prison I once wrote but hardly shared a few lines with me. It's not my idea of a penfriend nor a friendship.
For sure he is lonely, confused, depressed, without plans for the future once out of prison. He has no family support or friends and he is on medication. So I understand he sees me as the light in his darkness but that is not love.
Once out of prison I am forgotten or even long before.
Thank you for your comment