Darn how this made me cry! I was listening to this guy,he was reading this fan-fiction. Now i just can't look at rainbow dash the same before hearing this fan-fiction.This is so well done!
I'm having the exact same problem. I saw Rainbow Dash in the Cider epsidoe and found I couldn't laugh at her predicament. I'm no longer depressed fro mthis story, but I'm still listless. So amazingly powerful. I love the skill and talent but hate the writer for the effect it had on me. So damn good I hate the writer for it.
I read this a couple of days ago and it was realy sad but cute. Especially the pictures of Dashie. :3 SO CUTE!!! I didn't cry. Not a single tear. I could feel it in my stomach though. I guess it would have been way worse if I actually had children. It's hard to imagine how it would feel to loose them when I don't even have any.
This broke me up. Not the best fic I've read, not by a long shot. But man, was it powerful. Read it in the middle of the night, and I was feeling really ill and lousy to boot. Not the best idea.
The man made me openly weep with his magnificient work. I love him for how skilled he is, but darnit, I don't like doing that! Granted, I brought it on myself, but still- I hate him and love him for how well that was done.
I don't know why it struck such a chord with me, but I got depressed off of my skimmings of the story and the proper reading, and I wept each time. I rarely describe my emotions as a wellspring or something as reaching in and pulling something out, but it felt like something reached into a wellspring of sorrow for me and pulled something out. I'm still reeling, no longer depressed but still fairly listless. There's just something about it that tore me up, and that's why despite liking it, I claim a hate for it-I hate what it did to me, and I don't know if it outweighs whatever joy I got out of it. Sad stuff is normally cathartic for me, but this time...Not so much.
I wanted to shed more manly tears, but so many things made me cry that I just couldn't. It's like they say: after crying half a lifetime, your tears just dry.
I cried a little. Then i wanted to mutilate Celestia. Honestly i only read portions of it but Seriously Celestia?You'll separate a man whose life is crap from his kid? Turn him into a pony and take him with you. Nobody will miss him and he'll be happier there. Now if you'll excuse me i'm gonna go Assassinate Celestia.
I read it on lunch break, thank Celestia. I finished and cried for about ten minutes. I've never had much truck with children of any age, but this... Something about a relationship that long, and it just ending one day. My sister was still fifteen when I read it. I never saw eye to eye with her, but reading this story made me appreciate her more, because I know one day she will go on to live her life. That afternoon I called her, and she said something I have never heard her say before. "I miss you. Like, a lot." And then I choked up again. This fic, even though it was about fatherhood, made me realize how much I love and appreciate those around me. I don't joke when I say it changed my life.
I liked it, though normally I don't seek out sad stories. A friend of mine pointed me to it, and I thought, "Why not?". I did not cry, but I laid facedown in bed for 20 minutes waiting for the depressed feeling to go away.
I'm not an avid reader but I printed it off about a week ago. My internet was down so I finally read it last night. Very few times can a story make you feel joy and sadness at the same time.
I too found it to be pretty powerful, I heard someone read it on Youtube and he actually cried while reading it.
i heard it thought a reading on youtube it was about 3 or 4 in the morning at first i was like ok pretty sad not crying material or anything but then the bond its what makes it real i was crying so much and worst of i had to not make a sound i was like laughting inwards when you dont make a sound like that but with crying with only my bed sheet as a tissue. And the ending with the letter was so moving i cant remember the last time i cried that much :..(
