Dear Mr. Hippocampus and Mrs. Prefrontal Cortex,
Of all the things we deem as possible, I have done an action amongst the worst. An action reducing me to heartfelt sorrow. Imagine yourself in a place you call home and you have left to get some groceries, and when you come back, I’m sure you will deem hell as possible. A life implicated warzone where not the attackers, nor the defenders are safe. Walking on rubble and ash as the withering sent of debris fills your lungs. The missiles crashing furiously, like a god forsaken man seeking revenge on your you, but to get to you they chose to get to your family. What happened to a safe home? What happened to trust? Both have been put under as much ash as your surroundings. Sprinting past the moment …show more content…
I force you into false fear where you will fail to strike realization of safety before you are already alarmed. I am sorry for plummeting you to this state. It is a state of fear some might consider lifesaving, but there is nothing life threatening about safety. It is a state we wish none of upon ourselves, a state of anguish and misery. I am truly sorry, mister and mistress, for overreacting frequently, at not a glimpse of physical danger. Not only have I robbed you of your peace, confidence, and trust, but I have obliterated your safety and ease. I hope you understand that this was never my intention, but an involuntary choice of vision. I wish and will make my best efforts to change your first thoughts at the sound of “Amygdala” from danger, to safety. Though my intentions, hope fully of clarity, are otherwise, I cannot change what I have brought upon you both, so I see no reason to focus on other than the negative. You have both been so kind in the past and I don’t know what I could possibly do to repay you, so I will grant you both a wish of your absolutes. I only hope you understand that I am not writing this for the sake of it, but because I wish upon others what I wish upon myself, and certainly, I strive not for fear in the hearts of
Of all the things we deem as possible, I have done an action amongst the worst. An action reducing me to heartfelt sorrow. Imagine yourself in a place you call home and you have left to get some groceries, and when you come back, I’m sure you will deem hell as possible. A life implicated warzone where not the attackers, nor the defenders are safe. Walking on rubble and ash as the withering sent of debris fills your lungs. The missiles crashing furiously, like a god forsaken man seeking revenge on your you, but to get to you they chose to get to your family. What happened to a safe home? What happened to trust? Both have been put under as much ash as your surroundings. Sprinting past the moment …show more content…
I force you into false fear where you will fail to strike realization of safety before you are already alarmed. I am sorry for plummeting you to this state. It is a state of fear some might consider lifesaving, but there is nothing life threatening about safety. It is a state we wish none of upon ourselves, a state of anguish and misery. I am truly sorry, mister and mistress, for overreacting frequently, at not a glimpse of physical danger. Not only have I robbed you of your peace, confidence, and trust, but I have obliterated your safety and ease. I hope you understand that this was never my intention, but an involuntary choice of vision. I wish and will make my best efforts to change your first thoughts at the sound of “Amygdala” from danger, to safety. Though my intentions, hope fully of clarity, are otherwise, I cannot change what I have brought upon you both, so I see no reason to focus on other than the negative. You have both been so kind in the past and I don’t know what I could possibly do to repay you, so I will grant you both a wish of your absolutes. I only hope you understand that I am not writing this for the sake of it, but because I wish upon others what I wish upon myself, and certainly, I strive not for fear in the hearts of