To my parents saying "mental health didnot exist before phones" doesn't know about Kafka yet

Just finished reading kafka's 'letter to my father' and can't stop thinking how crazy publishing an author's journals/letters after their death actually is. I mean I'll still be reading cuz i'm nosy but I doubt kafka wanted the world to read about his daddy issues 😭

“And I was stifled in your presence; and I thought you are an excellent talker, as far as your own things are concerned, I got a faltering, stuttering style of speech; and even that was too much for you, and I became silent; first perhaps out of defiance, but then because I could neither think near you, nor speak.”

-Franz Kafka, “Letter to my Father”

When you have daddy issues in the way that you’re attracted to men twice your age but also in the Franz Kafka “Letters to my Father” way

Years later it still tormented me that this giant man, my father, the ultimate authority, could enter my room at any time and, almost unprovoked, carry me from my bed out onto the pavlatche, and that I meant so little to him.

Franz Kafka “Dearest Father”

why did you choose to get angry at me when i didn’t know any better

your words pierced my heart and mind with poison

words that carried along with me my entire life

Series: Letters to My Father - #1

Oh please don't make fun of me

With my heart of gold

And my restless soul

Oh please don't make fun of me

This smile happens genuinely

If you want to see the world you have to say goodbye

Because a map does no good hanging on the wall

if i was a boy, how would you have fucked me up differently? probably all that boys don’t cry business. at least girls are allowed to cry in your time capsule they call a mind. maybe i got lucky being born a girl. i hate to imagine what you would have done with me if i’d been born a boy. tiny toddler in front of you. the moment you saw that little pecker the day he was born, you were overjoyed, you were getting what you deserved: a wife that doesn’t present much of a challenge and a son in your image. two years later he’s upset because he can’t read your mind and the tears roll down his face and his cries reverberate through the walls of the run down townhouse at a volume that rivals those precious speakers of yours. if you had to assign a price, would they be more or less? he reaches up to you, person that he looks to for love and guidance, he wants to be held, he wants to be reassured, his young mind has doubts about the world already. and to this you have the audacity to cross your arms, impose your height and scowl down at him to say “stop it. boys don’t cry!” does it still sit right with you when you say it out loud?

this one is mine :) come on chamomile on this kid's deviantart

would calling this something like "the sun to his earth" be a little bit too cliche? maybe...

I can forgive my father for all his wrongs against me, if only he had treated my mother differently. It is an echo, of what my mother says, "He may not be a good husband, but he is a good father." How do I tell her that one cannot exist without the other? He will never be a good father. He is not good to my mother.

—Reva

Look what came through the mail today! The letters & ( •̀ω•́ )σ 3 little gremlins from letterstoear.

Just wanna say i adore the flower stickers on the letters too much, they are that much worth mentioning.

... it is, after all, not necessary to fly right into the middle of the sun, but it is necessary to crawl to a clean little spot on Earth where the sun sometimes shines and one can warm oneself a little.

— Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

Conversations with Kafka, Introduction by Max Brod

Franz Kafka, Letter to his father

so a Yellowjackets AU where mari says something to get herself kicked out of the cabin, and she dies of exposure and gets eaten at the bachanalian banquet instead of Jackie, who LIVES, who's there at Shauna's side when she goes into labor, stroking her hair and letting Shauna squeeze her hand hard enough to sprain her fingers, who keeps Shauna calm enough she has a (comparatively!!!!!!) easier delivery, who is the reason the(ir) baby lives.

who finally, after months of feeling adrift and useless because she’s not a hunter or a butcher or a prophet or a captain (anymore) finds her purpose in the wilderness. who painstaking sews patchwork baby onesies and cloth diapers from the girls' spare clothes (Offerings, not donations). who makes a baby sling from animal pelts and backpack straps. who makes a rattle from sticks and pinecones and some light blue pebbles Jackie found by the lake one day and saved. who makes sure the cabin stays warm and clean for Luke Dylan (from 90210--they couldn't decide whether to go with the actor or the character).

who builds them another shelter from blankets and animal hides after the cabin burns down. who keeps shauna and their baby warm through that first terrible winter and the one that followed.

and one day in 1998, Canadian forest rangers happen upon that American high school soccer team that went missing 2 years back. they find a group of starving teens and a baby, a little over a year old, two of the girls wrapped around him--and each other

and when the rescue team tries to separate them the one with tangled, golden brown hair bears her teeth and Growls

We alredy know what's Chilchuck's worst nightmare. What if I told you that it was canon?

His daughters have alredy been eaten. His wife was eaten too. His family are all dead. His worst nightmare has come truth. And he for sure feels like it's partially his fault, because it's the Winged Lion doing, yes, but who helped Laios get here? Chilchuck. And who's daughters and wife are now dead because of it? Chilchuck's. The suggestion of recreating them tells us that they've alredy been eaten. The way he says it makes it feel like it's too late. They're dead. Because of him. Of his actions. Of his job. The irony of it all is actually quite cruel. He makes a union so he can prevent bad things to happen to his race, to his family, and then, and he works at the union. And now, because of his job, he got them all killed.

He doesn't even know how his daughters are until way later, I don't even know if in the manga they send letters to him during the feast, because I know they don't go to said feast. So Chilchuck doesn't know if his girls are alright until, again, way later. We know they don't die because, well, there's this comic of them going to meet Laios, the new king. But if not for that, who could tell us they didn't die on the monster appearances? I can imagine that after the feast Chil went stright to check on them. Because he loves his daughters, and he cares for his wife. He sucks at communicating it, yes, but he does.

He doesn't want to risk his family's safety. But he, unknowingly, unwillingly, indirectly, did. He got them eaten by those demons because he helped his friends achieve his goal. Because he cared about Falin and wanted her to be human again. Because he cared about Laios and didn'twanted to see him loose his sister. Because he cared about Marcille, Senshi and Itsuzumi. He cares so much about everyone and wants to help everyone (in his own way), that he doesn't think that the result would, inevitably so, be the worst outcome for him. The one in wich work and private life get mixed together. His job as a member of Laios's party ended dragging his family in, despite his best efforts. His job ended up, not only endangering the whole word with demons, but his family. His four precious girls. It ended up almost killing them (probably it killed them for some time because getting eaten by those demons works wierd).

Worst part? He didn't have the time to be mourn over what he 100% sure thought was the complete loss of his family. He was in a hurry to survive himself, so he pushed those sad feelings and tried his best to help who he had left. Later on he finds out that the demons spitted out people. And he seems shocked with some kind of surprised relief.

He looks how everyone that got eaten was alive. And he can't quite either believe it nor understand it. He is really confused. So they didn't die? Are my daughters ok? Is my wife ok? Did everybody survived? Are they alive? He dares to hope that they're all ok and pulls into a box his feelings again, saving it up for when he has the time to be overwhelmed about this all. He has a feast, trying not to worry, but worried sick. Then he goes home and checks on them.

Give this poor man a break and a beer...

swte's sirius black and his relationship with orion black