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skull_bearer) wrote2008-07-21 01:05 pm
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My brother's leaving
I've wanted this since I was 2, and yet now I'm just feeling... numb. I knew he was leaving for uni this year, but then he and mum had a huge blow-up fight and while I'm certainly not sorry he's gone. I wish it could have ended differently, for her sake.
I guess I might miss him a bit too, but since our actual conversations only happened once a month, I don't think by much. It will also make visiting dad rather awkward. Sigh. Nothing's working out. I wish I was already off backpacking.
I guess I might miss him a bit too, but since our actual conversations only happened once a month, I don't think by much. It will also make visiting dad rather awkward. Sigh. Nothing's working out. I wish I was already off backpacking.
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I can believe that! It's why I've been so reluctant to address the issue of "damn, just how tangled up are you with those neo nazi types anyway?" - I guess the last thing you need at the moment are long panicky emails from weird German fangirls who only know half the background story, so I'm not sending the one I wrote over a week ago.
*hugs*
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It's exactly why I was worrying. You wouldn't be the first, you know. I think there is even a psychological term just for that kind of unhealthy fascintion that occurs among World War II historians. (Though I sometimes think it happens to most historians and their favourite epochs. Unfortunately an interest in fascism is a little more worrying and of current relevance than, say, one in Julius Caesar, the Wars of the Roses, or the downfall of the Assyrian empire.) Don't let it get that pathologic, will you? I have to admit when I heard about that you-running-around-in-an-SS-uniform-while-it's-not-even-halloween-not-that-that-would-help-much thing I was freaking out more than a little. (Actually I am still freaked.) As I said, I was trying to get over it, and not force you to discuss that in the middle of all your personal problems, but it was just such a strong sense of... I don't know, bewilderment? Disappointment? Anger? Anway, my respeonse was something along the lines of "She of all people should know better."
I know you're not fond of criticism, but I needed to get this off my chest sooner or later. So this is the distilled version.
I hope you don't hate me now.
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*shrugs* I guess I overreacted, but only having gotten these two tiny scraps of information, it looked pretty damning.
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I knew it was poison when I drank it, thank you very much. Now please give me enough credit to know myself an know how much I could take without causing permanent damage. It's certainly not something I'm planning to make a habit of, but just for once it was such a mind-blast I cannot say it was anything but worth it.
Wish it hadn't taken me four days to detox though.
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Of course I gave you more credit than that. Which is why I was so shocked and confused.
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