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"I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing." ~Socrates
Words From The Grave
endingWhen Marcus was here, we had a long talk...about him, what he wanted, his goals, his addiction. The talk ended with me setting rules as to what he needed to do and what I could do to help him make it here in Austin. This was before our discussion on him deciding to go back to Salt Lake.
Marcus had a hard time talking about this stuff with people and so he wrote me a letter, which he told me about but never gave me (I assume because I then offered to help him find his way home as he wanted). It was found in his backpack and I just received it in the mail today. I'm placing it here, in my place to have forever. It is typed as written. Marcus was a terrible speller and writer, years of special education didn't really help. Just another thing stacked against him...
Dear Sis,
I do whant to go back to UT. Coming down here was a bad idea. It realy was not my idea tell the end and you do not deserve my burden my deprestion my constint lack of all that we talked about. I am going to try to get some $ from someone for something my sunglasses but if I get 1/2 or the magority will you help w/ the rest? I can send you the rest back whene I get there. I know that I can do it all on my own. I know what I need to do. There is not no sence in me not knowing wene I'm away from my kids. I have this endless hole in my gut. I can't stand not being with them. Plus you and Chris don't need me here. I know that I can get the job at the airport, I know that I can get my G.E.D. I know that you know that I can get it also. I need to do this stuff in UT to be closer to my kids. I know that I don't hear voices. I'm not scitso or phsyco. And I do not whant to go back to the drugs. I don't even realy need that to make my life better. I need to acheave & acomplish & be indapendent & w/ Jenniffer the way that sheis she needs help & I will give it to her. So thats my thing & I don't realy think I will be happy tell I get to UT to do those things I say & are going to do. Like I said last night G.E.D classes start on Nov. 1, 3 blocks away. I can nail the job at the airport than the sky is still not my limit. My friends, the good ones, will pay the people back for my tickit (it was ofered by them). But being down here will not make me happy & I'm sorry.
Love,
Marcus
Marcus had a hard time talking about this stuff with people and so he wrote me a letter, which he told me about but never gave me (I assume because I then offered to help him find his way home as he wanted). It was found in his backpack and I just received it in the mail today. I'm placing it here, in my place to have forever. It is typed as written. Marcus was a terrible speller and writer, years of special education didn't really help. Just another thing stacked against him...
Dear Sis,
I do whant to go back to UT. Coming down here was a bad idea. It realy was not my idea tell the end and you do not deserve my burden my deprestion my constint lack of all that we talked about. I am going to try to get some $ from someone for something my sunglasses but if I get 1/2 or the magority will you help w/ the rest? I can send you the rest back whene I get there. I know that I can do it all on my own. I know what I need to do. There is not no sence in me not knowing wene I'm away from my kids. I have this endless hole in my gut. I can't stand not being with them. Plus you and Chris don't need me here. I know that I can get the job at the airport, I know that I can get my G.E.D. I know that you know that I can get it also. I need to do this stuff in UT to be closer to my kids. I know that I don't hear voices. I'm not scitso or phsyco. And I do not whant to go back to the drugs. I don't even realy need that to make my life better. I need to acheave & acomplish & be indapendent & w/ Jenniffer the way that sheis she needs help & I will give it to her. So thats my thing & I don't realy think I will be happy tell I get to UT to do those things I say & are going to do. Like I said last night G.E.D classes start on Nov. 1, 3 blocks away. I can nail the job at the airport than the sky is still not my limit. My friends, the good ones, will pay the people back for my tickit (it was ofered by them). But being down here will not make me happy & I'm sorry.
Love,
Marcus
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