Dear Dr. Peterson,
I thought long and hard about writing you.
“He’ll never read it”, my inner censor said.
“Maybe he will”, I replied.
“Your christian friends will write you off”, it stabbed back at me.
“The ones who matter won’t,” I rebutted.
One thing you’ve taught me. Thinking pays off and it isn’t by any means a passive or useless activity.
I am a 59 year old woman. I am the antithesis of the typical ‘fan’ which, according to you, is youthful and male. I have been studying the Bible for most of my life, including a formal study at Bible College. I doubt I’ve ever learned as much about life and how to live it from one single person as I have from listening to you lecture at University of Toronto and from other lectures on your Youtube channel. I’ve scoured the internet and probably listened to about two hundred of your classes and lectures–some multiple times. I’ve grafittied your name in all my conversation. I’ve shamelessly even offered to pay my children to listen to you. I read the Summary and Guide to your Maps of Meaning thesis on my Scribd app I’ve pre-ordered your new book 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos , I’m one third of the way through the Self-Authoring program, and bought a copy for my brother as well. You could say I’m obsessed. Please don’t. Especially since you’re a clinical psychologist.
The reason I’m writing is to thank you in some way that can be documented and referenced in the future. Of course if you never read this at least I’ve done the one thing you’ve encouraged above all else, I’ve used my ‘voice’, if you will. The outcome doesn’t matter. Tell the truth and see what happens.
Thank you for your courage, for valuing ideas and words and for sharing so much with the world in the face of your own personal struggles. You are in my prayers. Keep up the good work. We need it sorely.