Ra'Mone Marquis

Dear God, This is probably the letter I avoided the longest. Not because I had nothing to say. But because I had too much. For years, people told me to trust You. Pray. Have faith. Hold on. Believe. And I tried. I really did. But somewhere along the way, life became heavier than I knew how to carry. The losses kept coming. The disappointments kept coming. The grief kept coming. And eventually I found myself asking questions I was afraid to say out loud. Where were You? Did...

Dear The Person I Pretended Didn't Hurt Me, This letter has taken me longer to write than most. Not because I didn't know what to say. But because saying it out loud makes it real. For years, I mastered the art of minimizing. "It's not that serious." "I'm over it." "It doesn't bother me anymore." "I've moved on." The words sounded convincing. Sometimes they even convinced me. But healing has a funny way of exposing the things we've been hiding from ourselves. And eventually I had...

Dear Anger, For a long time, I thought you were the problem. I thought you were the thing holding me back. The thing making me bitter. The thing keeping me stuck. But the truth is more complicated than that. You showed up when other things didn't. When comfort didn't come. When justice didn't come. When answers didn't come. You arrived and said, "If nobody is going to protect us, I will." And for that, I understand you. Because beneath every ounce of anger was hurt. Beneath every...