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Stories carry power, and there’s no more proof of that than the sniffle inducing effect of found notes. There’s something about the not-quite-anonymous nature of notes – the disconnect between writer and reader – that turns personal declarations into universal truths. The kind of truths that choke you up and make you want to dance at the same time, that teach us important things. Things like letting go.

This letter caught the eye of a traveler, reportedly in the San Francisco airport, who found a strong reminder of self love wrapped around a symbolic gift.

Here’s hoping Jamie kept moving forward and inspiring others in her life. The transcript is below the pictures for easy reading.

 

I recently left an emotionally abusive relationship. After months of insults I won’t repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…I left. I knew that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my love of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he packed his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.

For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him & colored glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him. Despite the kindness of friends and even strangers, I could not help feeling utterly alone.

But it was this sense of aloneness that set me free. Somewhere along the way, I let go. I released all of the painful memories, the names he had called me, the shards of him buried deep in my brain. I stopped believing the things he had made me think about myself. I began to see how extraordinarily, breathtakingly beautiful life is. I meditated, drank too much coffee, talked to strangers, laughed at nothing. I wrote poetry and stopped to smell and photograph every flower. Once I discovered that my happiness depended only on myself, nothing could hurt me anymore.

I have found—and continue to find—peace. Each day I am closer to it than I was yesterday. I am a work in progress but I am full to the brim with gratitude and joy.

And so, since I have opened a new chapter in my life, I want to peacefully part with the contents of the last chapter. The end of my relationship was the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life. It was a symbol. Most importantly, it was an act of self-love. It was a realization […] do not help me grow, I am letting go of a relic from the painful past.

I wore this necklace—a gift from him—every day for over two years. To me, letting go is a joyous declaration that I am moving forward with strength and grace and deep, lasting peace.

Please accept this gift as a reminder that we all deserve happiness. Whoever you are, and whatever pain you have faced, I hope you find peace.

Namaste,

Jamie.


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  1. heartofgold

    I’m not sure how I would feel finding this and receiving it. I think I would be reluctant to wear the necklace simply because of who bought it – a hateful, cruel abuser. Then again, I’d want to wear it to support Jamie, even if she never knew it.