Letters Unsent

Letters Unsent is a collection of reflections and musings—thoughts I often write as letters to myself or to an imagined world. These words remain unsent, holding emotions and ideas meant for deeper reflection, waiting to be shared with those who pause to listen.

Delicate things aren’t meant for shelves

February 15, 2025 • Letters Unsent • 3 min read

I never understood why people wait for special days to use the things they love. Delicate things aren’t just for shelves, special occasions, or guests.

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Pain of a dead society — a generation that feels nothing

February 15, 2025 • Letters Unsent • 2 min read

There was a time when pain demanded a reaction—when injustice burned in the chest, when sorrow welled up in the eyes, when rage found its voice.

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Dear diary, I have destroyed myself

December 27, 2024 • Letters Unsent • 1 min read

Dear Diary,

I have destroyed myself. I have destroyed myself. My heart, my soul, my dreams, and that little kid inside who had the recklessness

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