F YOU MOTHER
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Complete Mon, Sep 30, 2024<5 mins
My therapist told me to write a letter to my mother to help me with some of the things you have put me through in my life and I feel like this is a better way to do this I don't even know if I will post this but I feel like I should at least write this down so no matter what I do with this I hate you forever and always.
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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖+
For the first time in my life, I want to claim a woman that too she was 9 years older than me, but do I look like I give a fuck? Absolutely not. I'm obsessed with her. To the point I want to hide her from the world. And if that makes me a little unhinged? Well, nobody ever accused me of being ordinary. Sue me, I'm a product of a broken home. And she's a doctor, so maybe she can heal me. 𝐍𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢-𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. He's a psychopath in the skin of the most beautiful man I have ever seen. One who is torturing my fiancé as we speak. A man who is in the fucking mafia. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗺𝗲. I'll be thirty-three in two months. I've devoted most of my adulthood to my career. Now, I want to devote myself to you.
Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)
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