From: S Date: 30 August 2002 01:18PM To: S Subject: Re: I thought I would faint… Hello Babe, You’re pulling my chain right? Gay support group? You’ve never struck me as the sort that would join a support group, you always seem so self sufficient even if it was due to self denial. Nothing new to report, life dull, diazepam great. love you S From: … Continue reading What sort of gay man am I?
From: J Date: 29 August 2002 12:10AM To: S Subject: I thought I would faint… Hey, spoke to Ma. You know, she seems to have a very different view of your time together – for her it was all kisses and hugs and sunshine and lollipops and rainbows and puppies in the meadow. It’s damn weird hearing both sides of it, a little bit schizo. … Continue reading It’s nothing like Fight Club!
Barry received this letter from his mother, it was a short, simple letter sent on 22 August 2002, he didn’t respond. On 2 September 2002 it would take on a whole other meaning. Continue reading A short simple letter, it’s importance not known at the time.
From: S Date: 21 August 2002 08:51 To: J Subject: Ok time to start thinking about the big three ‘0’ Oh little brother of mine. Thought I would go all out and get you something nice, and yes by nice I mean – well, something nice. Thought you might like a computer at home or laptop or something instead. Tell me what you’d like. Love, your … Continue reading “Boy! Boy! Another pina colada over here!”
From: J Date: 19 August 2002 11:47 To: S Subject: Now what do I do here. Sorry, I got cut off yesterday. So I’ll keep blathering on about myself. My job is going great. I’ve got the backlog down to a week and hope to get it back to 3 days by next week and I’m gradually finding my way around Toorak for lunch breaks. … Continue reading I am a capitalist stooge.
From: S Date: 20 August 2002 05:30 To: J Subject: J I didn’t give Mum the letter I was just too too scared, really I am. But I do want to mail it. Oh fuck it, I don’t know what to do. I sent a tentative letter to Aunty Tia asking how she found mum when she was up there recently and I scantily touched on … Continue reading I just don’t believe that the hair in one’s ears should exceed in length the hair on one’s head.
From: S Date: 16 August 2002 11:23 AM To: J Subject: Hi Babe, Mum got off last night all ok. God the guilt I feel, how is it at the age of 33 our parents can still mind fuck me. Mum’s sport it would seem is to mess with my psychological state. I miss her when I don’t see her but am decimated by her … Continue reading But I’m just a cold fish.