Chapter 13
13
Fiona crafted an amazing statement.
Was she the one who penned Chloe’s speech to me? I choose not to investigate this. I want to pretend a few words Chloe said were genuine.
After editing a few details (mainly the bit about my parents’ death anniversary, I don’t want anyone sleuthing around and calling me out on the lie), I post it as a screenshot from my Notes app.
The word is out now. Julie Chan is dead. Chloe Van Huusen is grieving.
Everyone loves it.
Hello.
I’m here to address a video of me that has been going around. The video, which was filmed without my permission and taken out of context, featured me in front of my apartment, crying. I sincerely apologize to anyone who found the video disturbing. I want to make it clear: I am not on drugs. But I was having a mental breakdown.
I have always believed in transparency, even in matters most difficult. So, though it is with pained sadness, I will be honest about my circumstances. My twin, who you might have seen featured on my YouTube channel, passed away last night. I discovered her body in my apartment, which led to a panic attack in the hallway.
The grief and pain of losing a loved one is an unparalleled experience. Losing a twin is even greater. Since birth, I have felt a connection to Julie. A connection that cannot be described in mere words. It is one of the soul. Of the spirit. And when she died, I felt a part of me die as well.
My grief was so overwhelming, it manifested in a breakdown outside my apartment. While I am disappointed that the video was filmed and posted without my consent, as a mental health advocate, I hope this might be a moment where I share the very real and ugly ways grief is expressed.
It is my personal philosophy that I will never be able to heal if I pick at old scars, so I will carry on with purpose and intention. I hope to live the life Julie would have wanted me to live if she were still with us.
Most importantly, check up on your loved ones and tell them you love them before it’s too late.
Yours forever,
Chloe