Hatred
My dear readers…I’m afraid that my ability for eloquence has been stolen from me through the sheer force of heartbreak. I suppose I can only blame myself, though the pain of losing him alone is too much to bear.
When I spoke to Romeo, he admitted to me his transgressions. Hearing the words from his lips was almost too much to bear. I had noticed a change in him, how suddenly I became bothersome to him rather than the object of his affections, but never thought…I suppose I had been rather foolish, looking back on it.
I got no apology from Romeo, and he confessed his love for another. Then, he rejected me. It pains me to write it…he said he chooses her.
O, cruel fates! How you mock me so callously, tempting me with the promise of love, only to snatch it from my fingers!
Dejected, I returned to the sorority house only to find that a gathering would be going on that night. I told them what had transpired between myself and Romeo, and they cursed his name, telling me to attend the party that night and try to “have a good time.”
So, I went. And, my dear readers, I’m not proud of what happened next. I went to the party and discovered the large reservoir of alcohol that was provided, and resolved to get very drunk to forget all that happened that day. I drank one glass of beer, and my resolve vanished. My emotions unleashed themselves, and my tears fell rapidly and loudly. Margaret and Rachel took me back to my room and comforted me.
O, readers, of one thing I am sure. The passion of my love for Romeo has descended into hatred. And while I may wish that he would love me again, his deception has hurt me so that all I can do now is curse his name, curse his new love, and pray for my return to Verona, where I can forget all about him.
Hatred is good and understandable. Romeo has abandoned you and no longer wishes to even associate with you. When you leave back to Verona, forgetting him is the best thing to do. He does not deserve you anyways for such transgressions. It is best to forget about men like him.
I won’t say keep calm. I understand how you feel. Just.. well, move on and keep strong. You’re coping with this much better than many others, Juliet. We’ll help you find your way back to Verona. We’re with you.
Yeah, Romeo’s a complete douchebag. You deserve better than him. I hope you can get back to Verona soon, though many things of that place will likely remind you of him, making it far harder to live on and forget. Hmm, quite a conundrum.
This happens so often in love stories. I’m sorry it happened to you.
We will do our best to return you to Verona as you wish. We’re working on nubmer of plans right now.
If I might ask just one thing of you… this is probably quite forward of me, so I apologise but… recall the hatred between your families, the thing that so challenged you when you and he were together.
Please do not allow your anger of Romeo to cover your feeling regarding his entire family. I know your family and his were never close, but their fighting was dangerous. Your family and his have been feuding for years. Their fued let to horrible things for you and Romeo, do not allow it to have the same impact on your future.
Godspeed, dear.
Perhaps I can be of some assistance, miss. If you have an email address, I’d like to discuss some things with you privately.