{"id":580,"date":"2016-02-18T03:36:28","date_gmt":"2016-02-18T03:36:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-mitch-lucker\/"},"modified":"2016-02-18T03:36:28","modified_gmt":"2016-02-18T03:36:28","slug":"dear-mitch-lucker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-mitch-lucker\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear  Mitch Lucker"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m writing to you because you once said things do get better. And I don&#8217;t know, I was just wondering when maybe? Because that&#8217;s what I need. Some form of certainty that this won&#8217;t last forever. That I won&#8217;t always be so sad and that my dad won&#8217;t always be the dark cloud over my life.  I know my grandma is about to join you, wherever the afterlife is. I&#8217;m not sure that I&#8217;m ready to let go of her yet but there&#8217;s nothing I can do. It&#8217;s like I feel my life falling about around me and I am utterly helpless. So if you are listening, when does it stop?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m writing to you because you once said things do get better. And I don&#8217;t know, I was just wondering when maybe? Because that&#8217;s what I need. Some form of certainty that this won&#8217;t last forever. That I won&#8217;t always be so sad and that my dad won&#8217;t always be the dark cloud over my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-580","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/580","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=580"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/580\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=580"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=580"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=580"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}