During a time in my life where I was younger and more vulnerable, and after the messy, painful divorce of my parents, I was forced to go to court and choose between my mother and father in front of them *and* both sides of the family. I still remember the pain my young, fragile, and innocent heart felt. It was a pain that would not only harden me, but it would also burden me with harrowing commitment issues for the rest of my dark and lonely life. Imagine your young self in this dismal picture that I have painted for you, your former childhood wonder being eroded by the gut-wrenching pain of the realities of this dark world.That being said, I would rather live that day over and over again for all of eternity than spend one single cent of my money on any menu item from this poor excuse for a restaurant. I understand better than anybody that the integrity of the city of Stephenville leaves much to be desired, but still I struggle day after day to understand what this town did to deserve the horrendous arrival of this huge elephant s*** pile of an restaurant that you call "Captain D's." We, the citizens of Stephenville, have begged tirelessly for a Chick-fil-a and have been met with only silence. As we scream these simple requests into the void, we are instead disgraced with the arrival of a Captain D's. Is this some kind of sick joke? The thick stench of rotting fish flesh from this establishment that you have the nerve to call a restaurant haunts me day and night, violently thrusting me further and further into insanity each day that it continues to exist in this god-forsaken world. Each day that this "restaurant" is not incinerated by the most intense scorching flames of Hell is another day that we stray further from God's light.No, I have not tried Captain D's yet, and I do not plan on it. But to ask time and time again for a Chick-fil-a to no avail, and to be met with a *fast food fish restaurant* is nothing less than a slap in the face. And that is why I hate Captain D's with every fiber of my being.Please, I beg of you (Stephenville City Council), give us a Chick-fil-a before I go into psychosis.