If you're getting this note, I unfortunately got whisked away without saying goodbye. I love you a lot. It meant the world to me that you held me through my grief, and let me hold you during yours. You brightened my life here, and I always tried to do the same for you.
You know how I feel about regrets. I wouldn't change a thing we had.
Fetch is Sweeney's if he wants her. I strongly suspect he'll say no, in which case she goes to you. Please make sure he still gets to spend plenty of time with her. Dogs are so good for him.
I threw in a picture, in case you want something tangible of me to hang onto. Try to keep in mind that while my world is seriously fucked up in a lot of ways, this is also what I'm going back to.
All my love, Maggie
[In the photo she chose, Maggie is sprawled on the ground in her backyard, laughing, a handful of small strawberries from her garden cupped in front of her and a miniature bulldog nosing at her elbow.]
If you're reading this, I'm not on board anymore and I'm so fucking sorry. I promise it wasn't intentional. If something came up, if I really couldn't bring myself to stay, I would have talked to you first, I swear. I never wanted to leave without seeing you safely graduated. You still deserve so much better than this.
I adore you. You try so damn hard, and I still believe in you, even if I can't find my way back. You shouldn't have to do this on your own, so if you can't trust the temps assigned to you (and again, I could not be sorrier that you're dealing with that shit again), I want you to choose a person or two that you trust, and check in with them and talk things over. Regularly. Give yourself some solid touchstones and sounding boards.
I've copied out your file for you. Screw waiting for the Admiral to give it to somebody else. That's your choice now.
I wrote this just after we were paired, but I'll try and keep it updated with postscripts if important things occur to me later.
Fetch goes to Tim if you don't want to take her yourself. He's under orders to let you borrow her as often as you want. Let her lavish some affection on you, since I'm not there to do it myself.
Tim
If you're getting this note, I unfortunately got whisked away without saying goodbye. I love you a lot. It meant the world to me that you held me through my grief, and let me hold you during yours. You brightened my life here, and I always tried to do the same for you.
You know how I feel about regrets. I wouldn't change a thing we had.
Fetch is Sweeney's if he wants her. I strongly suspect he'll say no, in which case she goes to you. Please make sure he still gets to spend plenty of time with her. Dogs are so good for him.
I threw in a picture, in case you want something tangible of me to hang onto. Try to keep in mind that while my world is seriously fucked up in a lot of ways, this is also what I'm going back to.
All my love,
Maggie
[In the photo she chose, Maggie is sprawled on the ground in her backyard, laughing, a handful of small strawberries from her garden cupped in front of her and a miniature bulldog nosing at her elbow.]
Sweeney
If you're reading this, I'm not on board anymore and I'm so fucking sorry. I promise it wasn't intentional. If something came up, if I really couldn't bring myself to stay, I would have talked to you first, I swear. I never wanted to leave without seeing you safely graduated. You still deserve so much better than this.
I adore you. You try so damn hard, and I still believe in you, even if I can't find my way back. You shouldn't have to do this on your own, so if you can't trust the temps assigned to you (and again, I could not be sorrier that you're dealing with that shit again), I want you to choose a person or two that you trust, and check in with them and talk things over. Regularly. Give yourself some solid touchstones and sounding boards.
I've copied out your file for you. Screw waiting for the Admiral to give it to somebody else. That's your choice now.
I wrote this just after we were paired, but I'll try and keep it updated with postscripts if important things occur to me later.
Fetch goes to Tim if you don't want to take her yourself. He's under orders to let you borrow her as often as you want. Let her lavish some affection on you, since I'm not there to do it myself.
All my love,
Maggie