Dear Caroline

in writing •  last year

Dear Caroline,

I'm out now. It's been a while since I wrote to you. I don't know if you received my other letters as I believe they may have confiscated them as I sent them.

I miss you so much. I miss the time we were together and all the things we used to do. All the good times we had. I want to see you. I miss you.

It has been terrible away in that place. All the things I had to endure. All that was done to me under the guise of helping me. Seeing you again is what kept me going all these years. The thought of seeing your kind smile again and all the good times we might have again. I miss you very much. I would like to see you, Caroline.

There were nights I wasn't sure I'd make it through. I'm so tired of the needles and pills and electricity in my head. It causes convulsions and that takes a while to recover from. I would frequently relieve myself in my bed as I could not find the strength to move and the pain was too much to bear. The nurse would come in and while it was a she it looked more like a man especially when it beat me because i soiled myself which meant more work for it and it was not at all pleased. I really miss you. I am out now. I want to see you. Did you get my letters?

I do not know for how long I will be free as I think they are near and want me back. I don't want to go back. I want to see you. I want to see your smile. We had fun together. You let me do things others did not and that was special to me. I didn't mean to hurt you at all. I miss you. IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I want to see you. I miss you, Caroline.

Maybe you could come to me. I am at the Mission on 5th street. I don't like it here. People look at me strange and I don't want to talk to them. Many pick on me and tease me. I can't concentrate on things like my dear Caroline. I miss you. Can you come? Can I see you again? I promise it will be different. I am better and I don't want to do all those things anymore. Can you come to see me my sweet Caroline?

All the treatment has worked and I am better now. They don't think so but I am going to show you I am better. I'M CURED! I no longer think like i did. I want to see my beloved Caroline. I miss you. Please write back. I will come see you very soon. I am close.

Lovingly,

Charles

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Nobody can hurt me without my permission.

- Mahatma Gandhi

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Correct!

What was the inspiration for this? @forty-two

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Just layin' in bed and it hit me. Can't really explain better than that. I gave up a long time ago on trying to figure my random thought process. lol