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Jun 2016
Dear friends and family,
I chose to be selfish for once. Yes, I thought of all of you. Every single person that will read this, you’ve crossed my mind a time or two at least, even if I never saw your face or heard your voice. I had to do this for myself. Instead of doing other selfish things such as hanging myself like an artist’s unfinished painting, overdosing on any of the number of medications I have readily available, blasting a bullet through this thick skull of mine, or running into the tree that I catch myself staring at on my way home from work every day. No, instead I chose to be selfish in a way that would not end my life. This may come as a relief to some and a surprise to others. I chose to be selfish in a manner that would cut ties, but give me an opportunity to reach out and create new connections that I could have only once dreamed. I have chosen to move on and venture, and as I go forth, just remember, I thought of you.
Kind Regards,
J. Foster
J Foster
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J Foster  Houston, TX
(Houston, TX)   
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