Ophelia DEAD!

I just got news that Ophelia has drowned! I can not believe such a lovely lady has been taken off of this Earth. I hope she did not suffer; she did not deserve such a painful death after all the things she has been put through. Hamlet loved her with all of his heart, I know it. Sure, he was extremely rude sometimes, but it is my best judgement that he was simply trying to protect her. He would not really want her to go to a nunnery! It was the times I caught him staring in her direction, or reading a letter she had written over and over that I knew how he felt about Ophelia. What guy with feelings like that would send the lady who had his heart to a place like that. What will he do now? The only person that has really cared about him throughout everything (him "going crazy") is gone. A part of my dear son had died along with her. Surely he is strong enough to keep pushing. He can NOT give up at a time like this. If he gives up I will probably never see my son again. Oh Ophelia, please reach down and comfort my heartbroken son.

My love for Claudius is fading!

Claudius has officially ticked me off. He wants to send our son off to England. I am not stupid; I know he does not want to do this for Hamlet's good, but rather his own. He does not want his own image to be ruined by a "crazy" son. I tried to explain what had happened in my room that day, but Claudius would not listen or even try to understand. I do not know how he has fooled me for so long. Oh how stupid I have been. He does not love me, rather he loves being the king, THE KING. If he ships my son off to another land I do not know what I will do. Left in the house with such a horrible man seems like a terrible idea. What can I do to stop him? I must think quickly because I am sure he will take action as soon as possible. Like I said, his image comes before anything else, even his own wife. Hear me out, I will not be mistaken as an idiot!

Disgruntled

I did what I had said, and talked to Hamlet about what is going on. The reaction I got was SCARY to say the least. After I had told him how upset his father had become he snapped. For a few seconds I thought I might actually lose my life. Fortunate for me I did not, but Polonius was not so lucky. After making a noise in fear that Hamlet was hurting me Hamlet stabbed at the curtain thinking it was Claudius. It broke my heart to see Polonius go. Hamlet seemed to get over the death pretty quickly which troubled me a little. It burdens me to know that my son is now a murderer. As he yelled at me I tried to argue my case, but then his words began to make sense. I can not believe the terrible things I have put him through. I never knew my new marriage troubled him so much. I thought he would be happy if I was happy, but I was totally wrong. I guess his father's death was not really the problem, more the fact that I had married his uncle. Why it took me so long to realize this I am not sure. I am glad things have been settled between us, but I am worried about what is still to come.

What to do, what to do...

Hamlet, as we all now know, has gone off the deep end. He is no longer my vibrant, smart little king, but instead my crazy, psycho son. Recently he totally pushed Claudius' buttons. He basically humiliated him in front of many of our friends. I have been trying to avoid the subject when talking to Hamlet, but this has gone too far. I am going to confront him about his bad behavior. After all, whether he is crazy or not I am still his mother. I can not believe I have just stood aside and let him get away with so much of this. I am nervous as to how he will react. Knowing him lately he will just kill me to make things easier. However, I would rather believe that he would not do such a thing to his own mother. No matter how worried I am about talking with Hamlet I know it is something I must do. I do not want my husband and my son to hate each other forever. I can not imagine having to listen to the two of them bicker for the rest of my life! Tommorrow is the day. I must pray long and hard about this tonight.

Foolish, foolish Hamlet

Watching drama is one of my favorite past times. When I learned that I would be watching a play I was just too excited! All day the excitement continued to build. By lunch I had to fight to hold myself together. Finally, the time came, and my love, Claudius, and I went to our seats (box seats of course). Where else would we sit? I have to have a perfect view of every little thing that goes on. The play began and was as great as ever until my son had to make a scene. He pranced about yelling foolish things and putting Ophelia on the spot. What he said to her was absolutely terrible. Thank goodness she is a lady, or else he probably would have a black eye. It continued until finally his father left. I have never seen him so upset. Surely everyone knows how crazy and lovesick he is. I can not deny the truth any longer. My son has gone crazy.

My dear Hamlet

Oh! I do not know what I am going to do. It has become clear that my poor Hamlet has lost his mind. He is acting crazy. Hamlet is not the son I used to know. He walks around mumbling and reading to himself. What am I supposed to make of all of this? Is his sadness, or whatever you call it, being caused by that Ophelia, or is it STILL his new father? Ugggh! I can not take this. I do not want to believe that my very own son has gone off the deep end, but I can only deny it for so long. He must think I hate him. It seems as if he does not even believe I love him anymore. How could someone so close to me seem so far away. If things do not change, I am scared of what may come next.

Questions

Today started out as a wonderful day. Hamelet has continued to be in a bad mood for some time now around his father and I. It seems as if he has become a recluse. Therefore, I was delighted when Guildenstern and Rosencrantz came to visit Hamlet. He has talked about these two to no end, making me sure that he is extremely fond of each of them. I just knew these gentlemen would make a difference in his mood. Then, as the day was still just wonderful, stupid Polonius had to stop by with his "news." He babbled on and on and on about Hamlet only getting to the point of saying that he thinks my son is crazy! After listening to his rediculous, long, drawn out story, I was pretty bummed by the point he was TRYING to make. Then right after he told me this, he had the nerve to tell me my son had been writing to Ophelia. He went on to say that she denied his love and he became sick, not even eating. Could this be why he has become so upset?

A New Life Begins...

My husband has recently passed. After his death I cried, and cried, and cried. Eventually (a few weeks later) I decided I had to move on. I could not keep torturing myself with old memories of my past life. My dead husband's brother had been totally hitting on me, so I thought what the heck I should go for it. I did, and now we are married and much in love! Although I am happy my son seems to be upset with me. Of course no one else notices his sour attitude, but being his mother it is quiet obvious to me. The time I spend around him seems tense and at times I even catch him glaring at me. I am not sure why he is so angry about the new marriage. The only possible reason I can think of would be the fact his new father is also his uncle. Is that even possible? I am sure he will eventually get over the whole "I hate my mom" phase, he just needs a little time. Ok, maybe a lot of time. However, he must cheer up quick before people begin to talk.