I have so much on my mind right now that I just need to write it down. My poor son Hamlet has become a shell of his former self. He never seems happy and I think he is depressed. I do not know what to do and it is really upsetting me that my son will not even smile anymore. I tried asking him what is wrong, but he refuses to answer me. He told me "Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,"(1.2.77) Can you believe he said that? I mean what a depressing thing to say! I'm afraid that he will never be happy again. He might go off to school again and if he does I fear that he will only get worse. I told him "I pray thee stay with us, go not to Wittenberg."(1.2.119) I really don't want him to go, but all he said was "I shall in all my best obey you, madam."(1.2.120) It's like are you kidding me? You'll try your best? Why can't he just do what is mother asks him? I know what is best for him and I think that if he goes off to Wittenberg he will only get worse.
I hope that my husband cares about Hamlet as much as I do. I know that it must be strange for Hamlet that I married Claudius, but it is what makes me happy and he should understand that. Claudius did tell Hamlet "And we beseech you, bend you to remain here in the cheer and comfort of our eye"(1.2.115-116) This makes me happy to hear Claudius say this because it seems like he does care a lot about Hamlet. I hope that doesn't change.
I still love Hamlet more than anything because he is my son. I know he still loves me, but I just have this feeling that he doesn't care about me as much anymore. When everyone left except for Hamlet I listened behind the door to hear if he would say anything. I overheard him say "She married. O, most wicked speed, to post"(1.2.156) When I overheard him say this I was sad. I know that I probably should have waited to marry Claudius, but I love him. I also love Hamlet though and I just hope he still knows that.
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