We write these letters to vent, to say what we cannot or should not say. We write anonymously and we feel somewhat better knowing that someone (although not the one its meant for) has read what we wrote. In some cases we hope the one we are writing to will stumble upon our letter and just know.
Today I sent every letter I wrote for the last 8 months to the one I was writing too. I decided that although the outcome could be horrible, I could not just accept that strangers would read my letters. That someone needed to know that I wrote them for 8 months. Good letters and bad letters. Things I read over and no longer felt, things I felt more, and even drunken ramblings at times. All of it went to the one they were meant for. I will never know if my letters are actually read, maybe they will end up in the trash or worse. I can only hope that 8 months worth of letters offers that person knowledge. I under no circumstance need a response from that person, but mailing those letters, sending them away, was my way of letting it go.
I hope someone on this site will read this and understand the peace I am now welcoming.
I hope all of you writers out there find what you are looking for.