I hope this letter reaches you in the best health.
I would like to turn to you for help. You have offered it time and time again but I have constantly refused, something that has been very selfish of me. This has brought considerable distress on a number of my friends and I feel like I this is something I must do, if not for me, but for them.
We have known each other for a long time, have served alongside each other, I think of you as a good friend of mine. This, coupled with your warmth and kindness, means that I don't know who else to turn to in this dark time apart from you.
As you may well have heard, my Mother passed recently; I am currently sitting on my desk at home on Earth writing this to you. In addition to recent revelations, this has, as I am sure you are aware, has led to a decline in my mental health.
I was wondering if we could meet to talk, although if I may be so bold as to ask for yet another favour, in an informal setting.
I would fully understand if you are busy and I do not want to burden you with even more. DS 13 cannot afford to lose a talented officer such as you.
Give my best to Dmitri.
Samuel Alexander Bishop
P.S. I have transferred some credits to your personal account. The amount could pay for an archaeological visit to the Klingon temples tenfold. I had contemplated whether to just send a