Life is like a train bound for a final destination; there are many stops along the way, with people getting on and off …

I met someone from the USA—now a dear friend for over two years. He’s a beautiful soul, effortlessly authentic, and he taught me to believe in myself again.

In those moments that lasted an entire lifetime, she arrived in front of me, I hugged her and gave her the letter.

We started talking around 5 maybe now 6 years ago, and just 2 weeks ago, I flew over to meet him properly for the first time.

Over time, the letters grew longer, more thoughtful, as we discovered shared passions for poetry, travel, and finding meaning in life’s little nuances.

Ella and Jessica met through Slowly at 15. After exchanging letters for three years, they travelled 3,700 miles at 18 to meet face-to-face—and now they’re planning their next reunion in 2026.

I can describe it as a meditative experience: I feel fully present in the moment and I forget about the world as I keep typing.

The act of correspondence where you share a bit about yourself can make you feel a smidge vulnerable at first, but if you give it some time, it will pay off.

I felt incredibly lonely, and that's when Slowly stepped in.

To conclude, Slowly is a lifesaver. I don't know where my mental health would be without it.

We talked as easily in real life as we did in the app, wandered around the mall and ate dessert at Dippin’ Dots...

It left me feeling so uninspired to reach out to anyone else, until – Just when I least expected it, I had an incoming letter from Iran.