Dear Mr. James Frey,
I would like to thank you so much for writing your book A Million Little Pieces. I feel like I know you, or at least that you know me.
I can relate to almost everything you wrote about. Although I wasn't as heavily involved in drugs and alcohol as you were, I still feel as if I know what it's like to be alone in your head, feeling as if you are the only one in the world who feels this way, wanting nothing more than a way to find your next fix, your next ride to oblivion.
I have recently been locked up in a Residential Treatment Center, where I had almost no rights at all. They took away everything I thought I needed and let me sit alone in Detox for about 3 days. I would like to tell you about how I stumbled upon your book, and how it helped me, just so you know.
One day I was sitting in my room going through my stuff trhying to find something to kill myself with. Although I didn't want the staff to know what I was doing in fear of getting caught, I just didn't care! I had to find a way to make this horrible pain leave me alone! As I was searching, I rummaged through my roommates' books and I found your book. The cover and title is what caught my attention first, the way the hand is covered in little pieces of what I think are sprinkles, made me think of my life. The way everything seemed to be scattered endlessly everywhere. Feeling unable to put everything back where it belongs.
I was simply amazed at how easily your book caught my attention. As soon as I picked it up and started to red I knew this was what I needed. This was my way back to sanity. The first page had me mesmerized by your words. The way you wrote. The way you knew how to capture the reader and take them wherever you went. It was as if I felt what you felt, saw what you saw.
After I got out of treatment, I brought your book home with me. I was having a hard time adjusting to life in the real world. Not to mention the cravings I was having because I knew I could get drugs from just about anywhere and no one would be able to stop me. I only wanted the pain of reality to go away. I wanted something that would totally mess me up. I was just about ready to call someone when I saw your book lying on my bed. I picked it up and finished reading the last few pages.
When I was done I knew what I had to do. I wasn't going to sit around and let drugs kill me! I thought to myself: "Why am I being so weak? If this guy could make it on the outs, still being faced with the temptations of drugs, then why can't I? My addiction is nothing compared to his, I'm strong enough to say no!"
As I said before, I would like to thank you so much for telling your story; because of your book I realized that I'm strong enough to save myself. To this day I have been sober for almost ten months! And although some people may think ten months isn't that long, I just wanted to say that in the eyes of an addict, ten months seems like a life time. I have continued to fight temptation by not giving in to the unforgiving, but it's tough and I know I will struggle. But I just wanted to let you know that because of you, I know I will make it.
Thank you so much,
Kenai Central High School, Kenai, Alaska
Teacher: Susan Nabholz