Family That Is Not Home

Anonymous Letter #3

You were the ones l loved the most but u made me what l never wanted to become. You made me a depressive, psychotic person whose life would completely depend on pills and therapy, whose body couldn’t let her get out of bed, whose memory has started fading, whose words cracks, whose mind shut down when someone yell on her, who can’t even give a shut up call to abusers, who is trying hard to heal but fails every time, who is no more a strong person, who is trying hard to not give up on her dreams but is failing everyday, who feel useless and alone in this whole world full of people.

Thanks to u for making me the person l never wanted to become.

Safar-e-Adab Letters

The letter I couldn’t send

Some letters are never sent.
Not because they weren’t written, but because they were too heavy, too honest, or too fragile to carry a name.

Safar-e-Adab Letters is a space for those words.

Here, you can write and publish a letter without revealing who you are.
No name. No identity. No trace.

Read this guide to know more