He can go f-ck himself with his stupid theories. This is hurtful.
Neither you nor D H can win for losing. There is nothing that pleases Dear Son, who I am not feeling dearly about. He just seems to want to hurt you.
Hacerte culpable. To make you the guilty ones. Do not permit it. When his so-called downfall came, he was already 16 years old. This is a man in most societies.
That he blew it and chose another path, is not your fault. He had received by then all he needed to stand on his own two feet. And he was doing it.
Even if he was still very young. He is not young now. Let him stand up now.
Cedar, what in the world does it have to do with you, anymore? Why do you persist in feeling responsible?
Nothing is ever going to be alright, Cedar. It is an illusion. A belief in fantasy. We all die. We all get sick or have terrible accidents, first. You know this.
You do not any longer have to live a fairy tale. You are living real life. And you are living with dignity and grace and beauty and love and commitment and hard work. That is all there is. There is nothing more.
All the rest is the purview of people that do not and will never have what you do: A real, beautiful life and self.
End of fairy tale (or tail), Cedar.
COPA
I hope I am not out of line. If I am blame the codeine.
