Therapeutic Letter to My Dad by MandyB82, literature
Literature
Therapeutic Letter to My Dad
CW & TW: Intentional Weight Loss, WLS, general unpleasantness...
I will probably never show this letter to you, because I know it would hurt you. Unlike you, I don’t want to hurt one of the people I love the most in this world. I’m not entirely sure you ever wanted to hurt me either, but the words you’ve said to me in the past and present certainly did and do and still hurt. I keep wondering if writing this will do any good, but I need to get this out on paper because I keep thinking about it and it keeps hurting me. If you ever see this, I hope you understand why I needed to get this out.
I remember the first tim
I remember you having me listen to a song when I was ten or eleven.
It was "I Love the Dead" by Alice Cooper.
This was long before I learned to love horror,
and the song horrified me.
I remember you showing me Eric Clapton's Blind Faith album cover.
I was too sheltered to appreciate the art.
The sight of boobs sickened me.
I couldn't finish the chicken noodle soup you made for me.
I just now listened to the song again, because I remembered part of it, even though I hadn't heard it in so long. That's how much of an impact it had on me.
I like it now. I wish I hadn't been too sheltered to like it then.
I just now looked up the Blind
Arthur Fleck ( A Jokers Truth ) by Philosipher316, literature
Literature
Arthur Fleck ( A Jokers Truth )
Nobody ever listens , nobody really cares, I pay and they listen to the lows I'm at , and depth to I have sunken.
They say I'm ready and it's just negative thoughts , but they don't understand I have only negative thoughts.
I go on day by day, I am twisted ever more as I start to feel the darkness sinking In my lonely soul , this reign of cold darkness has its control.
I laugh and I laugh , at you hypocritical people believing your all sane, but the truth is your all like ants following blindly as you are being led to the flames.
I shall teach you a lesson, an important one I have to say , I believe in chaos and before you that path I do
Yesterday I lost the love of my life. My beloved boyfriend Johnathan Thornsberry passed away suddenly following a seizure. I was in a doctor's appointment and he was sitting in the passenger seat of our PT Cruiser waiting for me, because of Covid restrictions. When I came out I found him slumped over with his face down in the driver's seat. I tried to wake him, but he had fluid coming out of his mouth. I panicked and screamed for help. A bystander went into the building to get help. A bunch of doctors came out and pulled him out of the car. His lips were blue :'(. They tried to revive him, and an ambulance was called. They took him to the hospital and a nice lady from the doctor's office drove me to the hospital in the Cruiser because I was in no fit state to drive. I waited for several long minutes before some doctors came in and told me he'd died. He'd suffered a seizure and had fallen in such a way that restricted his breath, and died from suffocation. He'd had these