Farewell Pt. 2:
Simone’s Notes:
Erotomania is a type of delusional disorder where the affected person believes
that another person is in love with him or her. This belief is usually applied
to someone with higher status or a famous person, but can also be applied to a
complete stranger. Erotomanic delusions often occur in patients with
schizophrenia and other psychotic disorders, but can also occur during a manic
episode in the context of bipolar I disorder. During an erotomanic delusion, the
patient believes that a secret admirer is declaring his or her affection for the
patient, often by special glances, signals, telepathy, or messages through the
media. Usually the patient then returns the perceived affection by means of
letters, phone calls, gifts, and visits to the unwitting recipient. Even though
these advances are unexpected and often unwanted, any denial of affection by the
object of this delusional love is dismissed by the patient as a ploy to conceal
the forbidden love from the rest of the world.
Five Stages of
Letting Go
The next night,
Edward found
Derdra at her apartment.
He could see the
fear and anticipation in her eyes.
The nurse opened
the window.
“What do you
want?”
He gave her a
sad smile.
“I’m here to say
goodbye.”
Denial
She shook her
head.
“What?”
“War is coming.”
“No…”
“I don’t want
you mixed up in this.”
“No.”
She sank to her
knees, trembling.
He patted her on
the head.
“I am so sorry.”
Anger
She gritted her
teeth.
“I don’t
understand you!”
“What do you
mean?”
She slapped away
his hand.
“You come here,
tell me what you’ve done, fuck me, and leave!”
She rose to her
feet.
“You have no
right!”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Stop saying
that, you asshole!”
“Derdra…”
“Shut up!”
Bargaining
He pressed his
lips together.
“I would do
anything to change the course of this.”
“Then why won’t
you?”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re lying.
And don’t say you are sorry.”
“What do you
want me to say?”
“Don’t!”
He looked at his
feet.
“Okay…”
Depression
Neither lover
spoke.
He saw a wave of
despair in her eyes now.
She didn’t want
to hear him speak.
He pressed his
hand to his forehead.
How did it come
to this?
Maybe…
Maybe, he could
still fix this…
“When this is
all over, let’s get out of this city, okay?”
She snorted and
looked away.
“We’ll see.”
He lowered his
shoulders.
“Thank you.”
Goodbye
In the morning,
Edward was gone.
That was it.
Now to sit back
And watch the war.