I would like to be polite and tell you that I am pleased to meet you and all the usual stuff you put in a letter, but I can’t. I hate you and everything you stand for; the lives you destroy and not just the sufferer, but their families and friends.
No one ever asked you to enter their lives to haunt their sleep and make the day light hours hell. Sights, smells sounds all triggering images and memories of things in the past, things that should be locked away deep, deep inside the depths of their minds.
You are responsible for turning a once proud soldier into a tormented man, wishing his life would end; you have been responsible for the taking of life for families to break up and children to suffer. You are pure evil, if there is a devil you are it.
What gives you the right to enter someone’s life, eat away at their mind until you finally take their every breath; you control their day, what they do, how they feel, what they think. Why, why should you have control over anyone. You did not fight for your country, experience things that we could never comprehend or face the dangers, so why do you thrive and grow on the misery of others. You are like cancer, unwanted, unloved. I do not know if there is a God or what he/she would be called, but why are you allowed to exist if there is.
PTSD I will never accept you, and I will fight to defend those you attack, people like m Daddy who has never done anything wrong, but who you decided would be your next victim. Do me a favour and crawl back under the slime pit you came from
Niamh
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