Letters to the Known and Unknown.

venting letter - 1

Dear leaders of what is now a broken family,

you left us in the dust. like we never mattered to any of you. i fucking cry my eyes out because you left us. you left me, not knowing what it would do to me or anyone else. i broke down in her arms when i found out. she's the only one that shows her care for us. you created a family and left it in ruins. you were replaced with people who don't even know what the fuck they're doing.
i can no longer hear you telling us that you cared and loved us. i was told that only you were going to leave, but you took everyone else with you. you took the people who comforted me when i needed them. You went away, to some place, and now i have no one to remind me of all the things that i often forget. who the fuck is going to remind me to eat? who the fuck is going to remind me that everything is okay and to trust in god? who in the world is going to tell me that everything gets better and that life isn't out to get me? i have no one to tell me that. i want to go back to 2015. when lucy was okay and wasn't in constant pain and surgery. when we had huge dinners where everyone came and we spent time bonding. when all of you went on thursday, being there to comfort us. i miss your presence. i miss the smile on your faces. i miss your hugs. you left me to fend on my own. the family that had no end, became broken. the family that started off with one leader and 7 people. the family that expanded to 50 and who knows how many leaders. the family where love was present everywhere we went. sadly, that family doesn't exist anymore. we might have stayed, but you took one thing with you, the love that kept us together, the love that made us a true family.