Dear Me, It was not your fault; believe me this time

Sixteen-year-old Jetlyn Nobes was just twelve when she experienced major trauma, losing her dad to suicide. In this book of raw, unfiltered poetry, Jetlyn grapples with her grief and unimaginable pain in the aftermath of her loss and reflects on how the love of family and friends, and ultimately the love she finds for herself, helps her face each day.

Jetlyn first began writing as a way to cope with mental illness. While her themes revolve around trauma and grief, her overall message is that there is beauty in brokenness. She hopes to help people feel less alone and more understood in this difficult world, and to encourage them to speak up and ask for help.



¿¿For anyone needing this 

For anyone in unimaginable pain right now

For anyone healing, grieving, accepting, finding, helping

For anyone who feels alone and is struggling

I am opening my book of poetry to your heart

And my arms as well;

You will get through this