Has anybody else received such poignant cries?
I have, and it gets to me when I do. My story "Good Day Iowa!" had a strong ALS component, and more than one comment showed me how that part really moved some of my readers.
Yes.
I get these. Not everything I write delves into the deep end of the pool, but the ones that do get comments like this. It is within my power to make people feel less alone with their pain, and some kinds of pain are very, very lonely. I take this reaction, and those comments, very seriously.
I actually didn’t until after I typed it 
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Now APOLOGIZE TO MY FACE FOR MAKING IT RED AND SQUINTY AND DAMP. 
I adore hugsI’m getting some very honest comments for “After Her Workmate’s Funeral” (in non-erotic) that are helping me pause and reflect. Thank you @Nynah, @Izanami9, and @StrappySandals for being so open. As you may have guessed from the story, there was a suicide in my own immediate family some time ago that is reflected in the story. It’s something that’s really hard to talk about but it’s a very common experience. @Izanami9 i hope you can accept a big virtual hug as part of my apology.
Nynah
I am absolutely weak for tragic & unrequited love stories so this made me tear up when I read it this morning.
I appreciated the main character's journey as she used her missive to find closure and process her regret and grief at not telling the departed how she felt about him while he was alive. There was a touch of hopefulness in equal measure along with the melancholy and I found that beautiful.
Izanami9
Well, thanks VERY MUCH for the unexpected flood of tears during my lunch! Good thing I went au naturelle today instead of wearing mascara. Jesus, that was beautifully done.
I lost my first crush to suicide when I was 15; it was Christmas Eve and I was with his sister when the call came. More recently lost a friend and coworker to Churchill’s black dog, which “dogs” my steps as well (see what I did there?
I know this story speaks to so many of our wounded hearts and souls; it gives a beautiful moment of catharsis to read it and know we are never truly alone, even when we feel the most lonely.
Thank you.
StrappySandals
An EXCELLENT READ this morning to start my day. It will help me remember that each new day is a blessing, and I should use that blessing to remind those that I love, exactly how much I care!!! A pleasant surprise offering from Literotica this morning!!!
, including virtual ones. All is enthusiastically forgiven, since my face already forgot the flash flood and my heart was already thankful for the gift 
of such a genuine, vulnerable story. 
in return, along with my deepest empathy 
for the pain you and your family have suffered; that particular sorrow has come to sit at my table often enough that I now recognize grief as the price we pay for love. And love is well worth it.
This is why I will never accept the justification so many people have when they say, "It's okay, I can write whatever I want, it's only fiction," as if their words don't really matter. Words are powerful things, they do matter and they do affect people. In this case, you might have affected someone's life for the better. That's a powerful thing, and humbling, too. Cudos.Um, yeah.... this on Love is the Place:
Er... literally that comment made my blood run cold. That's a whole heap of responsibility right there.
Again, like you, TP, I just wanted to reach out to them, but they were Anonymous.
In the meantime I'll look forward to the stories where we're in control (and I don't mean cuck stories - those are just gross)
These are powerful examples, Erozetta. Remarkable to think that on a free, anonymous erotic fiction site, there could be such profound connection. It’s almost like the context of the connection is trivial compare to the quality and depth. It could be book club, prayer group, or Alcoholics Anonymous. Or it could be somewhere people mainly come to be titillated!Of the stories I currently have up, these are the only ones that would really qualify, I think:
by Anonymous user on 07/18/2024
Really enjoyed this. It hit very close to home for me in a way, a glimpse at a road not travelled 20 years ago (and the end of that friendship, even though the road wasn't travelled).
You've conveyed beautifully some very complex and complicated feelings, and while your story scenario is different, it was similar enough to bring back feelings and thoughts long since buried. Which helped make this even more tense and took me on a journey that was very enjoyable. Thank you.
by Prettylynne on 02/20/2025
I feel like many women could relate to the idea that we mask ourselves to reflect what men want us to be. I think it may even be true that many of us don’t know who the real us is inside apart from the male gaze. Interesting piece and gives me a lot to think about.
by Migbird on 02/20/2025
I believe Prettylynne captured the intent of this piece viz. men/women, and agree that “…many of us don’t know who the real us is inside.” So many of the very creative pieces on this site explore this reality in variety of intriguing ways/storylines and characters. This piece thought provoking.
by hushjf on 02/01/2025
I just wish he would have told me what I did wrong as well. I don't know if you're male or female but from the perspective of a woman who has wondered for a long time, why, I have to say this was a hard hitting story. I don't think I'll ever get my answer. I think I hope I don't because I'm afraid I won't like it.
by Aoife_from_Ulster on 09/06/2024
If I may share my thoughts, the mix of emotions I feel as a mother and grandmother brought tears, the a sense of pride and then an emotional breath of relief. You are amazingly strong and one of the bravest people I have met here. To you I offer support, hope, and yes, love. Love of a kindred spirit in your words and expression.
You are a guiding light for others! Rise! I challenge you to rise above and know you are a voice through your words to so many!
Bravo!! Bravo!!
by Eosphorus on 02/20/2025
Thank you for writing this.
I read this yesterday and needed a day to absorb it. I read it again just now and remain deeply moved. It felt, at times, like you were verbalizing my own thoughts. Good writing like this reminds us we are not alone.
