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And then one day, you leave your house, your family driven by little knowledge and enough passion to pursue what ignites your soul to end up in a city full of similar dreamers. With nobody to guide you further in life. With nobody to welcome you in a four-walled leaking room where you’re just another paying guest. In filthy streets and busy metros. In empty classrooms, old hobbies. In people you meet. In new experiences. In heartbreak. In opportunities. At times, it’s impossible to find a place like home.

Amid such chaos, a childhood fear manifested itself. A new kind of grief appears. You seem dazed when you lose a loved one. Even out of mind, trying to find the right way to mourn. Here are a few letters where the author tries to set his grief free before it could turn into life-long resentment. For death is as uncertain as life; but we all must deal with it. We all must accept it, be a little gentle with ourselves, embrace the memories, and then let go of it all.