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Dear Richie,

I'm sorry I ended our friendship on such a bad note. It hurt seeing you with another girl but I should have handled it maturely, not by flipping out on you or calling out the way you treated me and your ex. I want to apologize to you and still be friends but you'll probably think I'm psychotic or that I'll have another outburst. Nothing could be further from the truth; Phil is far better for me as a partner than you were and if all goes well, I'd like to marry him. In a sick way I want to thank you [yay Blue October reference!] for leaving be because if you hadn't I never would have found Phil. I'm glad you're with someone who makes you as happy as Phil makes me, and I hope one day we can be on okay terms again.

Sincerely,
Hannah

Dear dude,

You are a rapist. I don't expect you to come to terms with this because you are so deluded. I don't know or care if you are mentally ill, it doesn't change what you did. Go ahead and paint me as some kind of evil witch, act like you're some naive fool who got duped by a she-devil, because you're the one who has to live with being you.

Sincerely,
Moi

Dear Incubater,
I don't care if you'd rather I be dead than gay. Seriously, do you think I'm incapable of deciding you can't be important in my life? What choice am I even left with? You can't be important anymore. It may be easier said than done, but it is exactly what I will do.

Ciao

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dear -

we cant be friends-im sorry ive tried but i cant be friends with someone that i am in love with

- im in love with you and im not gong to keep hating myself for it i am bi and im in love with you -ive acapeted it and if you cant thats your problem.

besides friends dont treat each other the way you have tretead me.

please please stop txting me it hurts too much

i love you - untill my heart stops beating


im so so sorry

love rox

stay away .

Bieng around you makes me feel ill . you dont have any respect for me and are just out for what you can get ( usually alcohol or cash ) and ive had it i have HAD IT!! !

you always told me to "grow a pair" and stand up to the haters. To take back what was mine and not let people f**k me over


well i finally am-so staring today, i don't ever want to see or speak to you again.

Thanks for the years of friendship that was built on lies

Thanks for all the times you slagged me off,laughed at me and made me look stupid.

Thank you so much t'was a true awakening.

You have squeezed every last drop of love and compassion out of me - i'm done making excuses for you.

I hope one day people see you for who you truly are

rox

Dear Joel,

When you thanked me, when you kissed my cheek...you didn't mean any of it did you? Did you mean it, or am I just another paying customer?

Your sponsor,
Kezza

Dear u,

Wish u could have been just a little more patient and not jumped to judgement.
Sorry u probably feel that way.

Thank you. A touch of warmth is always appreciated during cold, bleak winters.

dear parents, grow up and learn how to stop waging this war between urselves, get a shrink to teach you how, or freaking separate already. You are making all of our lives a living hell w/ ur incessant fighting. Stop trying to drag me into it and make me choose sides!! I hate you both for putting me thru this!!

Or I will hunt you. I will find you... and I will kill you.

Dear Me,

Why are you always so afraid? It forces you to distance yourself from everyone in your life and it keeps you from getting to know and appreciating everyone else you meet. You're afraid to show your heart. It's big, and it wants to give itself away, but it's atrophied and out of practice because you always run away from the emotions it makes you have. You feel sad when something truly touches you because you feel unworthy. You feel unworthy because you don't give enough of yourself to the people in your life. You're afraid of letting them see your soft side because you perceive it as weak, out of character, and too sentimental. 

It's ok to feel that way, but you have to understand that not only is it ok to show people that you care about them, but that it's normal and expected that you do so! Words like, hope, love, good, friend, sorry, and thankful wouldn't be in the English Language if we weren't meant to equate meaning to them. Let them have meaning to you.

The only way that you're ever going to get better at being kind to and accepting of others is if you practice it. Your heart is sick, you need to help it. The way you help it is by letting others see it and show you theirs as well. In 2012, you saw that your mind was sick. You joined the gym to strengthen your body and you used that progress to repair your mind. In 2013, your heart is still sick and it has been so for most of your life. Why not let 2013 be the year in which you fix your sick heart? 

A healthy mind, a healthy body, and a healthy heart must be the way to be ready to seize happiness when it comes your way. Be ready. Show your whole self, rational and sentimental, to the world. Start small. Start at home, but then build it up to showing it to your grandparents, show it to your little cousin rather than being afraid to play with her. Show it to your classmates and colleagues by being helpful and honest. Whatever you do, be perceptive to others, but don't be selfish. Selfishness, as you know through experience, is the surest way to sicken the heart fastest. 

Your fear is selfish. It is only felt by you, but it deprives everyone of seeing the truest and most complete version of you; a you that smiles, laughs, loves, and wants to be his very best for those around him. You will never receive the truest love and acceptance from others until you give it unto them. 

You know what you have to do, so stop talking about it and actually do it! Yeah, it's going to be scary and awkward, but how else are you supposed to grow? Things aren't always easy. We'd call it "easy" if they were, but instead, we call it "life."

Good luck.

Sincerely,
Me

Dear Joel,

I hope she's the most beautiful woman in the world when you finally meet her, because she's not going to be me. I hope she's everything you ever wanted in a woman, and she makes you feel like the hero you are. Unfortunately I've probably blown my chances with you, and alas I won't be at training tomorrow. I know the next time I finally make it to training you will have found her. And god I hope she makes you the happiest man alive.

Just don't forget about the girl who was there when you won your Club Champion award, okay?

Kerryn

Dear Dad--

Corn is a grain. It is not a vegetable. You cannot count it as a vegetable exchange. It is a starch. I have been telling you this for 10 years now.

When you have stabbing pain under your ribs in your upper back along with having to sleep sitting up and a cough that prohibits conversation, you probably have bronchitis or pneumonia. You do not have a nasty cold and you do not need to sleep today and think about calling the doctor if you're not better tomorrow. You won't be better tomorrow.

When you have terrible pain in your mid- to lower back, you probably have a kidney infection. Again. You need to call the doctor and get antibiotics. You do not need to sleep today and rub it with Doans and maybe take a couple of oxycodone if it's really really really bad. It won't go away.

Being able to go for hours and hours and hours without a sip of liquid isn't a sign of discipline or strength. It's a sign of abuse and arrogant silliness. Same goes for being able to go 12 to 16 hours without taking a leak.

I really admire you, Dad. You have the most awesome work ethic I have ever seen. You are tough and strong and smart. Now if you weren't bent on proving you are the alpha male, you might not be dying of congestive heart failure and kidney disease and COPD and complications of untreated diabetes and everything else you're dying of at 66 years of age. You might be able to take your grandkids to the park and teach them to hit a baseball. You might still be driving a Harley.

Now please stop being a jackass, because I'm not ready to lose another father. And I really don't think your son is going to handle losing you very well, either. Also, I really think it's going to hurt the kids. I'd like them to have some damn grandparents.

Please??

--Your Loving Daughter-In-Law


Dear Husband--

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ACTING MORE AND MORE LIKE YOUR FATHER WITH EVERY YEAR THAT GOES BY!! !! !! !! ! I don't mind if you're grumpy and yelly. But please-- corn is not a vegetable. Riding a lawn tractor is not exercise. I will stop smoking if you will get your knee fixed and start walking somewhere other than to the bathroom, the bed, the couch, the fridge, and the car. I will have sex with you every time you actually exercise. PLEASE. We're watching this happen to Dad. I don't want to watch it happen to you, too.

--The b***h You Married

Dear parents,
I hope that after the second time that I have woken u up in the middle of the night to unlock the door for me, that you will finally listen to me when I tell you that I don't have a house key, and YES! I deserve one!! !

Dear you

I Hate You, You Destroyed My Life, Maybe It is Just a Delusion, But that's How I Feel It. I Don't want to be Angry at you, I've got no Reason to be upset about something that Happened Seven Years Ago, but sometimes I've got the feeling how Utterly I Despise you. I Know you didn't have those Intentions, But Obsessing over you has cost years of my life. Sometimes I want to Apologize about the Things I've done to you. I Hate Myself, Because I'm Miserable, Because I'm nothing. It's not your Fault, It never was, but why do I blame you? why can't I just let it be? I'm afraid of you, afraid of meeting you someday, of watching you in your eyes, and see what I've become. I hate myself, of not resisting this. I'm a mess, an emotional mess. I'm sorry for everything I've ever done.

me.

Two letters, because I am a MAVERICK.

Dear self;

You suck. You suck for worrying so much about school WHEN YOU LIKE IT and about making a good impression when you have NEVER given any care to that before. You suck for being so materialistic and needing to get and get and get. And mostly, you suck for looking through pages and pages of threads on here, where you never ever ever post, instead of just making the thread that you want.

Yours forever,

Me.

Dear person;

I settle for calling you "person" because your first name feels wrong, your last name is out of the question, your title feels wrong in this context, and "potential friend" is weird. Anyway: I have Asperger's Syndrome. And I want to make you understand. But on the other hand, I don't know if you need to understand. You have another life and you have no personal stock in me and I'm just a number and all that, but I KNOW that you would comfort me and probably tell me that I'm special. I wanna see you so badly right now, but I don't know what I'd do. And God knows I don't want a repeat of that other unfortunate situation. You know, the one you don't know about. Handshakes (for now),

Me.