So first of all, Endgame SPOILERS below...
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I have no words. I was afraid of this happening which is why I couldn't face the end of this fic and I'm so sorry about that!
Some of you may understand and some of you may not... but after ten years of Tony being front and center in my life and writing AS him and exploring his character so deeply, he definitely became part of me. He's saved me from myself in my darkest times and I'm not quite sure how to move on from the loss of something like that.
I don't know how I'll feel in a week or two weeks, but it's possible that I may finish this fic and it's possible it may be too painful.
I'd DEFINITELY like to write a fic where Tony is actually alive but faked his death to preserve his quiet life with his family and how he reveals this to Peter and yada, yada... Again, I just can't do it yet.
I hope I can come back to this fic and write how I wanted the movie to end. You guys have been so kind and supportive of my writing.
If anyone would like to talk, I'm here. I'd appreciate being able to converse with others who understand because I know all my friends and family think I'm a freak for letting this damage me so much.
Thanks, everyone 3