A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis Some versions of us never really disappear. They just get quieter. They wait behind smiles. Behind achievements. Behind responsibilities. Behind survival. And every once in awhile… they tug on our sleeve just to ask: “Do you finally see what happened to me?” For a very long time, I thought healing meant distancing myself from the younger version of me. I thought becoming a man meant burying the scared little boy deep enoug