writing letters you'll never send is incredibly cathartic - Lemmy.World

My therapist suggested I write a letter to my ex in my journal. Not to send, just to say everything I never got to say. I was skeptical. It sounded like a cheesy exercise from a self-help book. But I did it anyway and I wrote SEVEN PAGES. Seven. Things I’d been carrying for two years just poured out. The anger I couldn’t express because we “ended amicably.” The hurt I minimized because I didn’t want to seem dramatic. The questions I’ll never get answers to. The things I wish I’d said in the moment. After I finished, I felt physically lighter. Like I’d been carrying a bag I didn’t know I had and finally put it down. I’ve since written letters to my dad who passed, to my younger self, to a friend who ghosted me. None of them will be sent. That’s the point. They’re not for the other person. They’re for me. Has anyone tried unsent letters in their journal? Who would you write to?