It was the EpiGenetics that made me an ass?

I wrote this letter (or a version of it to a number of people. I don't expect it will change anything but I felt compelled.

Hi,

I can't even recall why people pissed me off so much last year... I stopped writing everyone. Mistake. I can do better. Since you have volunteered in the Mental Health Arena, I can tell you that I'm back on an old fashioned anti-psychotic, stelazine and some others. Although I've always been of the mind that one can not escape things by moving, I've read about epigenetics lately. It is how enviroment (food, stress, happiness, health) of one's self and, weirdly enough, one's great grandparents and one's womblife and one's current life turn DNA on or off for better or worse. I dream of finding a place, kinda sunny, near water, where I can fast and eat vegetables and fruit. Companionship is such an iffy thing. But if it was good... just laugh and act goofy. I don't know where that would be but maybe it would clean off my DNA, wipe away the extra methyl and acetyl groups attatched to my genes.

I hope you have health, optimism and joy.

Sorry I cut the cord so abruptly last year. It was wrong and inexplicable. Have a good Halloween and a good year ahead.

Peace&Love, River.

If you don't recall me. Well, that's my fault for vanishing from the land of the sane for awhile.