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- Sep 23, 2026
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Letters I Can’t Send: Day 13-20 (opens the original)
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My husband entered long-term treatment for alcoholism on September 3.We can’t talk. No phone calls. No texts. No letters. No checking in at the end of the day. There are a thousand tiny things I instinctively reach for my phone to tell him, and nowhere for them to go.I’m going to write him a letter every day and publish them here.They’re just all the things I would tell my husband if I could. He is my best friend and the only person I have ever fully unmasked in front of.Last Weeks Letter:My Dea
I Use ChatGPT. There. I Said It. (opens the original)
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I use ChatGPT.There. I said it.I use AI when I write. I use it when I create. I use it when I have seventeen thoughts happening at the same time and cannot figure out which one is actually the point. I use it when I know exactly what I want to say but cannot get the words from my brain onto the page in any kind of coherent order.And I’m done feeling like I need to whisper about that.Because ChatGPT is one of my accommodations.I have ADHD. My problem has never been a lack of ideas. TRUST.I have n
Letters I Can’t Send: Day 8-12 (opens the original)
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My husband entered long-term treatment for alcoholism on September 3.We can’t talk. No phone calls. No texts. No letters. No checking in at the end of the day. There are a thousand tiny things I instinctively reach for my phone to tell him, and nowhere for them to go.I’m going to write him a letter every day and publish them here.They’re just all the things I would tell my husband if I could. He is my best friend and the only person I have ever fully unmasked in front of.If you are just arriving
Letters I Can’t Send: Day 7 (opens the original)
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My husband entered long-term treatment for alcoholism on September 3. It has been exactly 1 week since I heard his voice.We can’t talk. No phone calls. No texts. No letters. No checking in at the end of the day. There are a thousand tiny things I instinctively reach for my phone to tell him, and nowhere for them to go.I’m going to write him a letter every day and publish them here.They’re just all the things I would tell my husband if I could. He is my best friend and the only person I have ever
Letters I Can’t Send: Day 6 (opens the original)
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My husband entered long-term treatment for alcoholism on September 3.For now, we can’t talk. No phone calls. No texts. No letters. No checking in at the end of the day. There are a thousand tiny things I instinctively reach for my phone to tell him, and nowhere for them to go.I’m going to write him a letter every day and publish them here.They’re just all the things I would tell my husband if I could. He is my best friend and the only person I have ever fully unmasked in front of.My Dearest Husb
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