Why? Because I was struck with an epiphany. And because I wanted to.
This is what it says:
Ms.
Rowling,
I have been struggling with severe
anxiety and depression for quite a while now. Various coping mechanisms,
therapy, medications, self-help books, etc. have not helped me in the way I
have hoped. However, as I was perusing the Pottermore site, I came upon a
remarkable discovery. These are my findings:
Depression is
the unfortunate situation that one finds oneself in when a dementor seeks to
abide in one's house. Those suffering from depression will find that leaving
the house tends to noticeably lift one's mood—at least in a small fraction but
generally in a large amount. There are very few reports of dementors following
humans, especially muggles, outside of the house. Of course the clearest
solution would be to request a witch or wizard to cast a Patronus charm and rid
the house of the dementor, but since the implementation of the International
Statute of Secrecy in 1692, it has become quite difficult for a muggle to
locate a witch or wizard who can perform the Patronus charm. The only known
muggle solution to combat dementors—albeit a temporary solution—is chocolate.
For
reasons inexplicable to everyone but myself, this epiphany helps me a great
deal. Not only do I have the justifiable excuse to eat chocolate, I also feel
like I am battling an unseen enemy; now I’m
not the problem, the dementor is.
Although I have fallen to the great
misfortune of being a muggle—I waited weeks for my Hogwarts letter, thinking
the owl might have been delayed due to altitude sickness—I will start working
at once to produce a Patronus charm, or whatever equivalent I can find that is suitable
for a muggle. If you have suggestions on how I can accomplish this, I would be
eager to hear from you.
I want to thank you for the
wonderful world you have created and for your perfectly rational explanations
of seemingly unnatural occurrences. For example, the night I fell asleep
chuckling was the night I finally got rid of the boggart under my bed.
Non-magical communities around the world have you to thank for improved living
conditions, greater peace of mind, and expanded imaginations. I will be forever
grateful.
Thank you again, Ms. Rowling. I wish
you well.
Most
Sincerely,
Tiana
Moe
That's just clever
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