Roses Are Red DRAMATIC :: M Craigs mother died of cancer two weeks ago at a very young age. Craigs father sent him to a therapist to help deal with this tragic loss. Craig does not like the idea of seeing a therapist, but he agrees to go to please his father. Here, he is speaking to the therapist. Craig: You understand? You understand? No, you dont understand. You think just because you have a Ph.D. and a framed certificate on the wall, that you magically know what Im feeling? What a load of crap. Youve just doing your job -- making your money. You probably never cared about anyone in your life. Well I do. I care too much. Thats why Im going crazy. I feel like Im losing my mind. Every time I see a woman who even slightly resembles my mom, I swear shes gonna turn around and it will be her. Alive, here, now, smiling at me. But it never is. I keep waking up in the middle of the night, screaming, all drenched in sweat. Yesterday, I put my fist through the window and shattered it into pieces. My mom is dead. Shes dead, and I cant even cry. Cause if I do, itll mean I accept, really accept, that shes gone forever. I dont want to do that. I cant do it. Can you understand that? I cant let my mom be gone.
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 10:00:38 +0000
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