“ When I was a teenager, I found an article in a magazine.
This article was about a girl I did not know and had never met. Miraculously, I heard my own story in her words. This was the first time I realized, I wasn’t alone, and I wasn’t crazy. I carried that article in my back pocket for a long time. Years later, I came out with my own story and wrote an article for a magazine. A girl came up to me at a coffee shop and showed me she was carrying MY article in her own back pocket. This started September Letters.

September Letters is a chance for us to realize we are more alike than different. Although our circumstances may be unique, we can share in the empathy that we need each other’s strength and connection. September Letters is a place where we can share our stories and know that someone may just need it in their own pocket.”