the-real-john-laurens

[the-real-john-laurens]

Hello.

Today marks six months since the end of the lifetime of this blog, TRJL/the-real-john-laurens.

I have been considering writing this post for a long time now, and I want to begin by saying both thank you and I'm sorry. Thank you for all the support you all put in to this blog and I am very grateful for those of you that held the passion that I did for this effort. It's been a journey since it began, I know. Secondly, I'm sorry; I'm sorry for misleading people and acting genuine and basically masquerading as a real person and inevitably mischaracterizing this amazing figure, the late Colonel and Representative John Laurens.

I began this blog when struggling through depression and grief in my life and originally it started as a gag. Eventually, I started to take it more seriously and get more mature with the blog as I followed it in a day-by-day structure. This daily method of posting allowed me to make goals for myself through my mental illness and turned out to be a reason I stayed alive and chose to keep going.

Through research, my passion for history, my statesman, I found a will to go on a new sense of self. I found more confidence and faith that if he could do it, so could I. Every message I put out was something I determined that I would want to hear if I were in my position. Through this, I built an idea of what Laurens would be like. In the beginning, my characterization was careless and flawed, so I began to tighten up and become more mature, like Laurens himself.

Now that the blog has ended, I am unsure of where to go, but I wanted to give closure to anyone who felt the death was not enough. I will be keeping the blog up for as long as I can manage and staying in character with messages, and I am willing to answer any questions you all have.

As for the future, I have been considering the idea of pursuing another similar TR-History blog but am unsure who to follow or how to characterize them. It would, undoubtedly, be another massive project due to the research and time to build up. I may decide to do nothing at all.

I will not be tagging my main blog here, but I am sure some of you know it anyway. I do again apologize for my false history and the false narrative I have written though it is all based in fact and research. I thank you all for your support and the love you have shown not myself, but the memory of John Laurens.

Carry on, my Brave Soldiers. I love you all.

[the-real-john-laurens]

fight on. i am proud of you

[the-real-john-laurens]

i die proud.

i die happy.

i die complete.

[the-real-john-laurens]

it is sweet and fitting. my blood on my home land

[the-real-john-laurens]

the fight has not died in me

[the-real-john-laurens]

i pray frances will be well

[the-real-john-laurens]

it is warm here for the first time in the night

[the-real-john-laurens]

I thought I could make it if I only made it through august.

[the-real-john-laurens]

August was so near to over.

[the-real-john-laurens]

I knew it was folly. I am trapped, now. If I call a retreat, I will be Shamed. I must face my fate.

[the-real-john-laurens]

Fucking Shit, they know!

[the-real-john-laurens]

They know.

[the-real-john-laurens]

The air is too still. Cold. Silent.

[the-real-john-laurens]

I wish to leave this Shit! This entire attempt at a defense is Folly!

[the-real-john-laurens]

The thread is being pulled, unraveled. Fuck.

[the-real-john-laurens]

Greene is too far to get word should something go wrong. Gibbs is to the North, but how far? We are too spread. It is hopeless to defend this point, why am I here!?

[the-real-john-laurens]

Our defenses are ready, yet I am still uneasy. Perhaps it is only the cold evening.