Day 430
Sherlock —
I've been released; your dear brother has deemed me fit to rejoin society. I'm back at Baker Street, although Mycroft has been very thorough in seeing to it that there's nothing around for me to harm myself with again. I don't think I'll need to cut anymore, though. I feel... different. I won't say that I've accepted your death – far from it – but I think I've come to terms with the fact that I didn't get to say goodbye. I think that's what bothers me more, now: the fact that you denied me closure.
Love,
John