A letter to someone, anyone. I'm not going to use their actual name. Dead Jen. It's been a while since I wrote you. I just wanted to let you know that my arthritis is much worse now and it seems my health in general is declining. My panic attacks are also getting worse, and it really sucks. I hope Bill and the kids are doing good and you found a job by now. This is a hard time to be looking for work I have to say. I'd hate to try and find work myself, as I've been unemployed for over 25 years and at the age of 58, It's unlikely that anyone would be interested in employing me. I hope Bill is still with the bank, it seems a very good job to have. I have to say, I miss my family a lot these days. I have been feeling alone, and you are so lucky to have family to be with I think. Keep up the good fight, and blessings be with you guys.