Letter to ADC
Dear ADC,
Hey bro, just writing this letter to you to let you know that you need to go and love yourself. No one is going to "save" you. 12 years is long enough for you to have put the past in a storage unit and let it default. Stop running this circle of nonsense and get back to your heart and soul. What went wrong bro? Was it your childhood? Did the abuse go so deep into your being that it consumed you and everyone around you had to have a small amount of it huh? Well bro let's kick it to you straight and no filter. You have a wonderful opportunity to go and get the help you have seemed like you seek that compassion and connection you so desperately hold on to. Whenever you get a chance don't drop the ball. Don't use an excuse that you are waiting on someone or need to get this done or that taken care of. God knows how much you prayed for the day you could have some self love instead of this self pity party you've been cycling for the past decade. None of these people are going to do it for you. No girl no dog no family or friend is magically going to close this chapter for you. Remember that hurt and confused boy was so hopeful that one day he would be worthy of love. They say it's the greatest gift that God gives us. Well you've lived in this lie and delusion of what it meant. Yeah you have had a couple glimpses of the feeling but never fully understood it. Love was a battle a nonstop fight to just get a taste of its delight. The day your children were born. Love yeah I knew then looking at them I didn't ever want them to go through anything I had been in. The innocent beings that only in a matter of years you would lie to and promise this was the last time. Then back to the substances and the people,places,and things that made you feel better but not loved. Then looking at yourself you honestly hated what you are. The abuser, narcissistic, downright low down dirty shame you are. Was it fate? Was it my father's sins I was having to atone for? No it wasn't . It was your need to be in control. The insecurities that flooded your brain with more lies. You even begin to believe in them. Well the time is up buddy. Get a grip or just let go. Oh letting go yeah that's another one of those dreams you're not capable of having. Instead of this bad MF you claim to be you're a scared little man who doesn't get better but wallows in his pit of despair of abandonment. Climb the fuck out bro. Wear the pain like a badge of honor. Support yourself instead of getting into a hole helping others who tend to let you down. Another one of your flaws expected others to be there for you. 39 years old better put your boots on because you've been walking in shit for real. Good thing is you met this beautiful lady. Small in stature but God is she a force to be reckoned with. With the courage to stand up to this "bad MF" and all his bs lies and abuse. To call out that demon and face it head on. She burned through the night like a West Texas wildfire leaving you in ruin. But not the type that can't be fixed. The kind that when it's over and the seasons pass something great and beautiful will emerge and you'll forget about all that destruction and mayhem. God how He had blessed me with my Pride and Joy the girl from your favorite Zeppelin song Going to California. She said things to you that no one had ever been able to resonate in you and then like a tornado she was up and gone. Went to create a new life for herself. To find peace out of the sabotage you and others had caused her. To love herself again. Well I usually get maniac and snowball into a spiral of why's and who's and what's . But the fact is we both didn't love ourselves or the versions that we had so carelessly gave to each other that hot and passionate night when we decided that we could give it a try. Well damn we were wrong babygirl. We went from these two people that seen heard and cared to these people that didn't accept anything as a loving gesture. Because quite brutally it wasn't what love is supposed to be. No blame game no love bombs just to not have that lonely feeling. Well being alone has taught me a lot really. During the alone time I usually did my best work. Not consumed by what I "want and need" or "am I good enough?" And the ever so bold " is this love?" Well I did have some kind of compassion for us. That's true and care yes I care deeply about her. And the sex was on fire. Fueled by late nights with substance running through our veins like Bo Jackson's rookie year. Fighting like Ali-Foreman going back and forth just trying to knock the other out and claim our belt. But truthfully I have great intentions when it comes to this beautiful little bobcat. Then and now. Even if it's to let her go chase her dreams and go to the places she will. Letting go is hard. It's never been my favorite part of life and quite frankly it brings me to this point. If you truly love someone you'll be willing to let them go and find the love for themselves that they need. You can't force that on someone. Not coming from our fucked up pasts and presents. It comes with fear and misery but one day when you see that person so damn in love with themselves and able to give love freely because the cup of love overruns and we both are the giving type. But what I take with me with this one is a feeling of if not her then who else? Who else would've had the energy to stay in a place they were scared to be? Who else was there when you two were hungry and desperately feeding the wrong hunger? Who else would have been better to show you that you didn't love proud and properly? Well I will carry that with me into this journey of reality and recovery. Not only was I not in love with myself I wasn't in love with her just the idea that if we carried the baggage then it would be lighter at the end. Nah homie it was heavy on the left side and the right side. Shit I'm sorry I didn't get to see this earlier. No hard feelings about it. Like I said if you truly love someone let them go and if it comes back around well that's Heaven on Earth if the work is done and the old hateful selves have been buried in a grave and no longer a part of your life. I'm not sure what the future will bring. I do know that the next time she sees me I'll be more in love with myself and my peace than I ever thought I was with her. Not to say that I don't think about her all the time. That I don't adore her and her little ways of expressing herself that I found so amusing even in a time of hating who I was presenting to that beautiful lady. She made me laugh smirk and even more so she made me promise I would never leave her side. Well I won't leave her but I am man enough to step back and let her go heal in whatever way she seeks fit. Never have I ever thought about forever with someone until her. That's the truth. Never have I had a sense of believing in hope and faith. Now it is time to reveal the greatest gift of all and that's love. Live frfr and I can find her when I want. She knows that is the hunter in me. Forever going to chase her like a mature buck this time with these ruts that will surely come with each year. I will be able to stand prouder and happier because she had the courage to chase me to see this old buck and give him a chance to look at his life and say you know what I need to go get help. No one deserves that type of treatment or anything close to what we offered each other. Till I see you again and this time I will come back with a love of myself. But just know she can always come to me with fears or concerns or even some advice if she wants to. Keep up the good work everyone is proud of her. One more thing ADC damn was she not only worth it obviously but she was the only one.
With the deepest of love and understanding,
ADC
5-14-26 The day love won keep me and this wonderful little lady in your prayers as we will pray for each of you as well and thanks for reading my letter to myself on the eve of taking a step in the right direction on this chase of love I've been on for years. God speed folks till we meet again. 💚🫂💯🌝🎸🌻🫴