@infiniteb88ks: In 1868, Fyodor Dostoevsky became a father for the first time. He was 46. He had married Anna the year before. She was twenty, the stenographer he’d hired to dictate The Gambler against a deadline, and he proposed four months after they met. His creditors were closing in, so they left Russia for what was meant to be a few months abroad. It turned into four years. By the winter they were in Geneva, poor, pregnant, and happy. Sonya arrived in the early hours of February 22. Anna wrote that he had been praying in the next room, heard a strange cry, didn’t trust it, then heard it again and burst through the door to kneel by the bed and kiss her hands. What came next is what he’s apologising for in the letter. He wrote to everyone. He told his niece the baby looked absurdly like him. He sat by the cradle for hours. He sang to her, badly, and she listened. The friends who wrote back to congratulate him found it comical, the author of Crime and Punishment cooing over an infant, and he knew it. In May the weather turned fine and the doctor told them to take her out to sleep in the park by the lake. One afternoon the cold wind came down off the mountains. That night she had a fever. The doctor came every day and said she would be fine. Three hours before she died, he said she was better. Anna wrote later that she never saw such despair in him again. She was 21. She had lost her first child too. Six days later he wrote to Maikov, the one friend he could tell without being laughed at. He said he would be crucified to have her back. Then his wife was crying, and he let the subject go. People told him he would have other children. It is the only line in the letter where you can hear him flinch. Sixteen months later, in Dresden, Anna had a girl. They named her Lyubov. It’s the Russian word for love. If you’ve made it this far, thank you. And if you’re a lover of literature, follow us. We’re just getting started. #dostoevsky #letters #grief #fatherhood #BookTok
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appleuser6399473 :
you guys please if you can ever commit to it, the brothers karamazov will rewire your entire personhood molecule by molecule. it's the most profound thing i've ever experienced
2026-10-19 20:33:15
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Celeste :
"But where is Sonya" felt like permission to finally cry over my miscarriage. He gets it.
2026-10-19 21:17:37
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Bradley Betar :
that last sentence is the most badass manly thing iv ever read
2026-10-19 20:16:35
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The__reddot :
My sister died as an infant. I was 10. My mom was so stricken with grief it changed her. We were in the car, driving to some place unimportant and out of no where my mom said “I wish I could dig her up just to hold her one more time”. I’m 36 now and have never forgotten it.
2026-10-19 20:57:22
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Bullet :
This is why we created heaven in our minds. The devastation from this finality is just too much to bear
2026-10-19 20:44:45
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Jen :
As a loss mom I feel this to my core. I have 5 other children. But where is my Maggie’s smile? Where is her laughter? Where is her beautiful soul? I only catch glimpses of her on the wind and my heart continuously grieves.
2026-10-19 20:40:35
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havenl187 :
“And now people say to comfort me that I shall have other children. But where is Sonya?”
2026-10-19 21:22:32
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nat :
“But enough of this, my wife is crying.”
2026-10-19 20:51:32
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Soggy__Crouton🍉 :
“But where is Sonya?” 😭
2026-10-19 20:35:20
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ElizaPancakes :
I gave birth to my stillborn son at 41 weeks after a completely normal ultrasound the day before....I cannot stop thinking 'but where is my Sonya' ....where is my Elias...
2026-10-19 22:25:39
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kayla :
“Where is the little creature for whom I would, believe me, gladly have suffered death upon the cross, if she could have remained alive?” Truly devastating.
2026-10-19 21:01:51
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ohm, rezilla and 2608 others :
My daughter died of cancer a couple months ago. She was nine years old. Reading this heartbreaking letter makes me want to give Dostoyevsky a try although I am not much of a reader.
2026-10-20 01:21:57
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TheQuietLantern :
“But enough of this, my wife is crying.” I can’t imagine the grief that permeated their lives after her death. I can’t say I’d be so eloquent in expressing it myself if I’d lost my own..
2026-10-19 20:33:42
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nat's red bra :
she was just beginning to know me and love me
2026-10-19 21:21:07
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Liss :
Just since we're all sad already he had 3 more children and the youngest died at 3😭
2026-10-20 03:26:35
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SLICK SLIDERZ :
But where is my Olivia? - I think of her a lot, she would’ve been 14 and I still ache for her..
2026-10-20 03:28:51
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Labia Del Rey :
All I do is cry in this app
2026-10-20 03:28:42
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Evelina Esquivel🕊️ :
This broke me
2026-10-20 03:29:41
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Amy S :
I'm at a loss for words reading this. He lived over a century before I was born, yet he knows exactly my experience as a parent who also lost a 3-month-old.
2026-10-19 21:42:52
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Zach :
girl dad of 3 daughters. this was a rough read
2026-10-19 20:19:34
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᠌ :
crying, smoking a cigarette in my local Walmart parking lot reading a letter of grief written by a man a century and a half ago. goodbye
2026-10-19 21:10:52
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sentientstapler :
Terrible to think how many millennia’s worth of parents have cried oceans of blood at the loss of their children, to illnesses that are easily prevented or cured today
2026-10-19 22:32:31
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*LjKO* :
"I would have gladly suffered death on the cross if it meant she could live." - that part hits like nothing else as a loss mom. those of us that know this life, know this quote is too real.
2026-10-19 21:05:23
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Kaq :
People are so heartless and weird, she died two days prior and they were already telling him to just have another baby...
2026-10-20 01:34:08
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kbmoderate :
I was feeling overwhelmed with being an uber service to my kids today. I'm reminded that Scouts, ballet, dance, and cheer are all a blessing, even if they are all on a Monday.
2026-10-19 21:36:09
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