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A letter to Calvin "Cayde," my brother. 2017-06-13 11:21:37 Post No.
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A letter to Calvin "Cayde," my brother. 2017-06-13 11:21:37 Post No.
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This seems crazy, but hello everyone, I'm looking for my older brother. He ran away a year ago, and I haven't been able to find him since. His name is Calvin, but we called him Cayde.
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Cayde, I don't know what else to do. Where are you? you're not on any social media, you haven't contacted me or Jasmine in the last year. I reached out to Jaden and he said you were an active member of this community a few years ago. I don't know if you're on here, but I don't know how else to reach you.
I just wanted to let you know that dad is dead. He died last month. The doctors said his heart was too weak, it had the consistency of a rotten tomato. His liver was so hardened, it resembled the lead weight in his heart. It was the alcohol that eventually did him in. You won, so congratulations. I know you and dad didn't get along because of how he handled mom's death. I know you hate me too because I didn't take life as seriously as you did. (I should've listened to you) But you can now wear that prideful and smug face, as you waltz around the campus of UW, telling the horrific story of your childhood - our childhood. The only difference is that the grief from mom's death gave you a sense of purpose, giving your story a happy ending; the grief buried me in a sea of complacency and apathy, giving my story a sad ending; the grief buried dad in a sea of depression, giving his story a swift end.
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I know you aren't much for apologies, so I'll get to the point: dad left letters behind, letters to himself. Letters containing his inner thoughts. I didn't shed a single tear at his funeral, but when I read his letters, the weight of apathy and complacency was suddenly lifted, and the tears couldn't stop. He wrote about us, he wrote about how much of a shitty father he was, he wrote about the day the phone suddenly cut off with his last conversation with mom, he wrote about the day I dropped out of high school, he wrote about how proud he was when you were the first of our family who landed a partial ride to UW. I just wanted to let you know he did love you and regretted being a terrible father.
You won Calvin. I won't search for you anymore. Dad is dead. I'm in some dead end job at the New York Times where I know I'll be blowing my brains out soon. I'm almost certain Jasmine got fired from a call center the other day too, and will meet a similar fate as dad if she keeps up the drinking.
I know it sounds corny, but maybe it's for the best you're the one who carries on the genetics of this cursed family.
I loved you, bro.
Good luck in college.
Christian
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This is sad, I hope it's bait. Good luck though OP.
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MAYBE IF YOU POST ACTUAL PROOF WE WILL TRUST YOU BITCH.
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