A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis Pain does not automatically make someone cruel. But unhealed pain can absolutely make someone dangerous emotionally. Sometimes quietly. Sometimes unintentionally. Sometimes intentionally. And one of the hardest parts of healing is acknowledging the moments where our wounds became somebody else’s burden. This letter is about accountability. Dear The People I Bled On, There are apologies I never fully knew how to s

A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis One of the hardest things to grieve is potential. Potential relationships. Potential closeness. Potential love. Potential support. Potential healing. Especially when your heart keeps hoping people will eventually become who you needed them to be. This letter is for the emotional exhaustion that comes from repeatedly hoping. Dear The People I Kept Hoping Would Choose Me, I spent a lot of years waiting. Waiting for consisten

A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis Some people become parents through biology. Others become parents through sacrifice. Through consistency. Through protection. Through staying. Through love powerful enough to reshape someone’s life. Titles can be earned emotionally, not biologically. And when I think about “mom” and “dad”… I think about my maternal grandparents. I think about the two people who chose me. Dear The Two Who Chose Me, I don’t even know where t