What I Was Feeling When Tom Left With Myrtle To New York City

When Tom came over one summer day to the garage, I was actually happy that someone was visiting me. I barely get any customers, and even though Tom was not coming in as a customer, it was nice to have somebody over for once. It was a short visit, and after a little bit, I realized everyone was gone, even my precious Myrtle. This upset me very much and also angered me in another way. First of all, I felt betrayed and left aside by Myrtle because she was my wife, and now she was going out with another guy. Myrtle is the only thing I basically live for, and without her by my side, my life is ruined and I maintain an empty feeling inside me. This behavior from Myrtle has been going on for a while now, and it is not like this is the first time she has betrayed me. I am now starting to get a little suspicious of her behavior, so I feel that I need to monitor her behavior more strictly so she does not continue to get away from me. In addition to feeling betrayed I also have a feeling of anger and hatred towards the guy who keeps taking my wife out. There has to be someone to take Myrtle out because she would not leave me without a reason to do so. I feel that it may actually be Tom because he is really the only person who has been coming over, so my anger is starting to get directed towards him. Her leaving of me is starting to get very annoying and I was shocked she would just leave me like that without telling me. I feel uneasy that she may have forgotten that we have been married for ten years. This situation has obviously hurt and offended me, and I also feel resentful for being treated so unfairly by Myrtle. I am beginning to feel anxious because this behavior may continue into the future and she may ultimately leave me, but I cannot speculate at this point. The uneasiness is increasing exponentially and I am scared of what the future brings to me in terms of my relationship with Myrtle.

What I Was Thinking When I Found The Dog Leash

When I found the dog leash laying in a drawer in Myrtle's bureau, many thoughts popped into my head. First of all, I knew something had to be going on if there was a new dog leash that Myrtle was hiding from me. This thought gave me the suspicion that Myrtle was having an affair with another guy, and whoever that guy was bought a dog leash and she took it home with her. I was starting to think very bad thoughts, especially one that involved the murderer being the guy who was having an affair with my wife. At about the same time I also remembered that Myrtle came home with a bruised face and swollen nose, and I thought this could have been related to the same guy Myrtle was supposedly having an affair with. I thought of all things I could do in response to finding this dog leash in my home, especially trying to find the Myrtle's "lover". Just mentioning the fact that Myrtle was having an affair with another guy makes me so sick, and even though Myrtle is dead, I will always think of her as the woman who never really loved me. The dog leash proves that she did not want me anymore and she was trying to get away from me. My thoughts then shifted to wanting revenge on this guy who was seeing my wife behind my back. I am not going to be kind or be gentle with this guy; he deserves to be killed for his actions against me. I needed to devise a plan for revenge to stand up for my lost wife and put my words into actions rather than just feeling upset over my wife's death. More importantly, I knew I needed to show everyone that I would not be a loser who sits around and does not do anything. I needed to assert my dominance as a fearless husband who will do anything to get revenge for wrongful acts against my wife. I also thought that I needed more evidence to find this suspicious individual because I did not have a clear cut person at this point. I knew it could not be Tom because he showed up after Myrtle's death. Maybe I would ask Tom and he might tell me where to go. You can definitely tell that my thoughts are focused on revenge at this point, and I will show the world that I will carry out my revenge, no matter what it takes.

Why I Live in the Valley of Ashes

I live in the Valley of Ashes because I really cannot afford to live anywhere else. I do not really get much business here, so I am practically broke. My wife Myrtle does not work for a living, so I have to support her in the best way possible, which means I have to keep this job. I wish I could move to West Egg or even East Egg, but I know that would never happen based on my financial state. I wish I could get more business at my garage shop, but when people see how disgusting my surroundings are, they keep on driving by. The only person who occasionally comes over is Tom Buchanan, and that is to take my wife out into New York City. All of this makes me feel awful at times, and I want to go somewhere else, but I know that I do not have the money to do so. I had an idea of moving out West to start a new life with Myrtle, but I am so poor that I do not even have a car to get out there. This is why I bug Tom about giving me his old car for me to take out West. I desperately want to get out of this horrible place, but a lack of customers is really hurting me right now. I also live here because Myrtle lives in the garage with me, and she means the world to me. She is the only thing worth living for and I enjoy her company. Even with all of the negative things you could say about the Valley of Ashes, it does offer seclusion for Myrtle and I from the rest of the busy world. We really have the garage shop all to ourselves without anyone bothering us or coming to us with their problems. Now that I think of it, the Valley of Ashes does have many similar characteristics that can be applied to me. Just like how people just drive by the Valley of Ashes without really noticing it, that is what most people do to me. They go away from me and don't care what I do, especially Myrtle at some times. The feelings people have about the Valley of Ashes, such as disgust, probably carry over to me as well. Life in the Valley of Ashes is terrible; it is boring, uneventful, and flat out dirty. I need to get out of here, but I am stuck in a financial crisis at the present moment.

What I Was Thinking When Tom Stopped For Gas

When Tom stopped for gas, I was thinking that this would be a good opportunity to ask him for the car that I needed to move out West with my wife. I was obviously out of money because business at my shop has  been lacking for a long time. I knew Tom because he came over often to talk to my wife, and I also knew he was very wealthy. So when I saw Tom pull in, I just needed to ask him for his car because I thought I would not get another chance to do so. I was thinking about wanting to go West because my wife had actually been  talking about the idea for many years. This thought came in my head as soon as Tom pulled in, and I swear I was going to ask him until he said yes because this was my one chance. The idea of moving to the West also came with the fact that I needed to become closer with Myrtle. My wife was always going out and leaving me by myself at the shop, so I did not really get to spend much time with her. Tom was always coming to the shop and taking her with him, and I thought that that was not the right move on Tom's part. I am Myrtle's husband, and I deserve to spend more time with her than all the other men in the world combined. When I saw Tom as the driver, I thought that this was chance to assert my dominance as Myrtle's husband and not let her go out with any guy, especially Tom. This is the reason why I kept her in the garage shop. I actually was optimistic that Tom would give me one of his old cars because it was not like it would be a problem for Tom; he already had a much better car. As soon as he told me he would send the car to me, I was thinking that Myrtle and I were going to leave no matter what and that this event might help me get a better job to support Myrtle.

What I Was Feeling When Myrtle Was Killed

After Myrtle was killed, I was completely devastated and very upset. She was the love of my life, and now she is gone from me forever. I loved her so much and she was basically the only thing I had to live for. My life was miserable before, and now it it only going to get worse. I was completely stunned that my wife would   run out into the road like that. I made no attempt to stop her because I did not catch the act until it was all lover. I am certainly angry at the driver because whoever ran over her did not even try to stop the car. I am furious that the people in the car drove just drove away from the scene, not even making an effort to help or come to me. After the car fled the scene, I was so sad to see my wife dead in the middle of the road. I lost all hope and I became emotionally distraught for a while. I felt empty inside and felt I had nothing left. Even though Myrtle left the garage often to get away, I still felt that she loved me and I loved her. I was definitely at a loss for words at that point; I did not know how to explain my feelings to Michealis. I was actually going to take Myrtle out West to show that I wanted to spend more time with her, but that opportunity was out of the question for sure. My relationship with Myrtle is much deeper than many of the characters thought it was, and they probably do not know that she meant the whole entire world to me. My attitude could be described  as many negative feelings: depressed, melancholy, dejected, despondent, and emotionally destroyed. I was also very confused because I did not know how to make sense of the situation. It all happened so fast and I was dazed for the rest of the day. Overall, my feelings were that of being confused and upset because the one thing I was attached to was separated from me forever.

Why I Killed Gatsby

I killed Gatsby because I thought in my mind that Gatsby drove the cat that killed my wife, Myrtle. I saw the accident take place right in front of me, and I knew that it was a yellow car that ran over my wife. Originally, I thought it may have been Tom because he drove the same car to my shop earlier that afternoon, but I knew he arrived after the accident occurred in another car. After the accident I was emotionally drained for a while because I did not know how to make sense of the situation. I know I needed to do something because I loved my life very much and I was not going to let my chance at revenge slip away from me. I needed revenge because it was the best option at that point. I could not just sit around and think about my wife death; I needed to get the revenge that would satisfy me. The next day I saw the eyes of Dr. T.J. Eckelberg and had a bit of a revelation. I realized that the driver of the car must have been my wife's lover, so I decided that revenge was necessary at this point. I knew I could go to Tom because he drove the car earlier and he probably knew the owner of the car if he borrowed it from him. Tom told me that Gatsby owned the car, and now killing Gatsby was on my agenda and seemingly inevitable. I went right to Gatsby's mansion, saw him in his pool, and shot him dead on, killing him instantly. This moment felt good for me because I felt that God was guiding me towards this opportunity and watching over me the entire time. I killed Gatsby because I needed to stand up for myself  and show that even though Myrtle was having an affair, I still loved her and I would not give up like everyone thought I would. in some ways I felt I needed to assert my dominance that these things would not be tolerated at any time. My emotions may have gotten the best of me as well as my desire for revenge, but the person who kills my wife deserves to die.