Thank you. I hope you're well now, and if you're not, I hope you will be. And I'm not going to say anything else, because I'll be honest: I could write thousands more words about this, but there's a reason why those thousands of words aren't in the story. I think we've said what we needed to say. Thank you for reading, and I really hope you're well.
Oh, don't worry about the imagery. I just wanted people to know it was there. You don't have to go searching back for the exact points at which the pasta was added to the water if you don't want to!
The other thing I wanted to respond to was your comment about being happy all the time, because I do that too. I'm perpetually, annoyingly cheerful. And the last thing I filmed on my camera was a shot of a bonfire, zoomed right in on the superheated wood, crackling away. There's a coincidence for you.
Anyway. Thank you for the praise, and I'm so glad you're alright now. :)
It is too difficult to describe what I'm feeling right now. Words are evading me godamn it. Sorry if this is not as poetic as it could have been but I just wanted to tell you that it was written amazingly and it was a beautiful story and that I'm glad I decided to read it. I'm glad that you are better now :)
Nice to read you againmarllascoNovember 10 2015, 17:19:47 UTC
Hey ficster. After spending the last emotional half an hour reading and re reading your fic I came over to see what the letter was. Feeling very touched by it all I thought I'd leave you a comment. Low and behold, me of 3 years ago had the same idea. I hope you're doing well. Keep writing from the heart because your words touch people amazingly.
This was a really beautiful fic to read. Reading something that obviously deeply meant something to the person who wrote it is a different experience from reading other things.
I agree with the dullness, and the forgetting of time. I still struggle with these things now, even though I wish they were completely behind me. I've always experienced bouts of depression since I was young, for various amounts of time, but Dan's strategy in the fic was like mine is nowadays. Accepting the friendship and love offered around you from people who really matter is such a vital thing, I think. Really, really vital, like, I don't know what I'd do otherwise vital.
Thanks for sharing, and yes, you deserve to be pretentious sometimes over your lovely writing if you like XD.
It's kind of odd when I get messages saying that people relate that closely to the fic, because as is obvious, I pretty much just wrote it about me. I didn't do any proper research about depression, I didn't look into the correct strategies for dealing with it - I just wrote my story, with an added partner. That was it. So... yeah. It's a little bit odd when someone says that I've written their story, too.
Anyway, thank you very much for the comment, and for telling me I have a license to be pretentious! <3
(This is my first time ever using LJ comments so please excuse me if I screw something up.)
This fic hit me so hard that I couldn't NOT comment. I've suffered from depression since I was eleven (though I am significantly better now with a lot of help) and your representation of the illness was so accurate. I hate it when fics follow a depression storyline, and then as if by some miracle are cured by the person they fall in love with - which is rarely true. Even when you're in love with someone, depression can sometimes rob you of that warm feeling and make you just - numb. Your representation of that numbness, of how time can pass and you don't even care, of the way you can become a mess and lose yourself - they're very much how I felt.
Anyway, the point of this is - amazing story. Beautiful imagery and prose. And your fic really spoke to me in a way that no other fic has before because it's REAL, and raw. So thank you very much for writing this (and I absolutely LOVE the last line)
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The other thing I wanted to respond to was your comment about being happy all the time, because I do that too. I'm perpetually, annoyingly cheerful. And the last thing I filmed on my camera was a shot of a bonfire, zoomed right in on the superheated wood, crackling away. There's a coincidence for you.
Anyway. Thank you for the praise, and I'm so glad you're alright now. :)
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I agree with the dullness, and the forgetting of time. I still struggle with these things now, even though I wish they were completely behind me. I've always experienced bouts of depression since I was young, for various amounts of time, but Dan's strategy in the fic was like mine is nowadays. Accepting the friendship and love offered around you from people who really matter is such a vital thing, I think. Really, really vital, like, I don't know what I'd do otherwise vital.
Thanks for sharing, and yes, you deserve to be pretentious sometimes over your lovely writing if you like XD.
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Anyway, thank you very much for the comment, and for telling me I have a license to be pretentious! <3
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This fic hit me so hard that I couldn't NOT comment. I've suffered from depression since I was eleven (though I am significantly better now with a lot of help) and your representation of the illness was so accurate. I hate it when fics follow a depression storyline, and then as if by some miracle are cured by the person they fall in love with - which is rarely true. Even when you're in love with someone, depression can sometimes rob you of that warm feeling and make you just - numb. Your representation of that numbness, of how time can pass and you don't even care, of the way you can become a mess and lose yourself - they're very much how I felt.
Anyway, the point of this is - amazing story. Beautiful imagery and prose. And your fic really spoke to me in a way that no other fic has before because it's REAL, and raw. So thank you very much for writing this (and I absolutely LOVE the last line)
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