Dear Mrs. Hashimoto

Dear Mrs. Hashimoto,

This isn’t easy to discuss with you. For the longest time, I lived in confusion as to where these deficiencies stemmed from. After years of discouragement, resetting, researching and fighting...we finally figured it out. There is no easy way to tell you this but I think it’s time. For a while, your schemes and deceitful ways have gone undetected but now here you are, making your evil ways known; you even teamed up with an accomplice to further your chaos. You see, I didn't know it was you this whole time. You have effectively and, quite diligently I might add, bled your toxic enzymes into the very rivers of our soul. Never, have I ever despised someone so much in my life before. By your hands, I have suffered a great loss and the wounds you left behind are even harder to heal. The relationship that matters the most to me, you made it match your soul...it's unrepairable. Look, you got what you wanted! Your damage is done! What else do you want from us? Do you want complete annihilation? Do you hunger for her soul? Take mine and leave the innocent alone! I just want her back. The one that was actively seeking joy and happiness; the one that was running the race, you slowed down and made sluggish. You took LIFE away from us!!!! And the thoughts of what could’ve been, have been poisoning my mind with lies and hate; making me more confused than your victim. In your deceitful ways, you've made her the focal point of my anger and frustration. You have proclaimed war against our spirit and you wedged your ugly face between us. You pried open my hands away on the love that was supposed to save and protect her. And as I slowly lose grip, I see a beautiful creation deteriorate right in front of my eyes.

Unfortunately, I know “WE” are a family now. I can’t ignore you. We have to live like you’re that one troubled family member nobody likes. You ruined everything that was good and we have to live with it. The sad part is we can’t even prevent any further damage; you just keep coming. So I guess this is the rest of our life, huh? Look, I want her back. Even if I have the unrecognizable portions, I'll put those pieces back together. And if some of those pieces are missing, I'll fill it with my heart. Thanks for nothing and changing the rest of our lives for the worst, I Appreciate it.

Concerned Husband,

Gabe Vega

P.S.

I hate you.