To the Bullet in my Dad’s Brain

You destroyed more than a man — you need to know what you did

Gwenna Laithland
Nov 8 · 7 min read
Photo by Itay Mor on Unsplash

It’s been eighteen years since we first met. We’ve never really talked. We should. There are some things I need you to know.

Do you remember that June morning in the ICU when we met? I was seventeen. A somber nurse called to introduce us. She left a message on the answering machine…

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Gwenna Laithland

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Gwenna Laithland is a professional writer, humorist, and essayist. Contact her at GwennaLaithland@gmail.com

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