Dear Litster... (continued)

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Litster,

you were the best friend I could ever ask for. you gave me six weeks of sunshine that broke through two years of cloudy rain. you taught me more about myself than any other friendship I've had. you brought me more smiles, more tears, more laughter, and more late nights than I recall ever having. you introduced me to kinks i never expected and played in ways i never could have guessed. you changed my life in the best of ways and for that i will forever be grateful.

i'm sorry our communication suffered at the end. neither of us had the time or mental energy we needed. i'm sorry I hurt you by allowing my real life struggles to impact my friendship with you. i'm sorry i was short with you. i'm sorry i was overly sensitive your silence spoke volumes to me, but i don't know if the book i read is the book you wrote. my insecurities tend to jumble the words around, adding to them meanings that might not be there, drawing connections that might not exist, or illustrating points that were not intentional.

I think every day about messaging you again but I can't bring myself to do it. i know i have virtually nothing to lose and everything to gain, but i can't bring myself to seek finality for something that is already final. i believe if you needed closure you would have sought it by now. it sucks that i am now last in a line of sucky endings for you but i hope some how you know that i never wanted it to end. i wish i could have a do-ver so that our forever friendship could last forever.

I know you'll never read this, but I want others to know how special you were to me. i want others to know to treasure whomever they have and to do their damnedest not to let anything stand in the way of a beautiful friendship.

broken hearted guy

This feels so familiar. The pain so palpable. Seems like you have made your decision to leave it alone and hold your tongue... not reaching out to her anymore. Only you know whether that is really the right decision or not.

All I can say is that when push came to shove, I kept reaching. I never stopped reaching and even when I thought all hope was lost, it wasn't. We do not get an infinite number of chances. And some people are too special, too connected to us, too much the other half of our soul to ever really cut that thread.

So... it seems to me, in the end, there are only 2 tests in life:

1. Learn to love completely

2. Learn how to forgive completely


That’s it.

I am still working on both of these things. But the struggle is worth it. He is worth it. I am worth it. Nurturing that friendship that binds us together is worth it.

Loving others. Loving ourselves. Forgiving those we love. Forgiving ourselves.

None of us is perfect. We all make mistakes. We miscommunicate. We say the wrong thing, our words are imperfect. So... try again. Fail better. It is worth it.

~ cascadia :heart:
 
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This feels so familiar. The pain so palpable. Seems like you have made your decision to leave it alone and hold your tongue... not reaching out to her anymore. Only you know whether that is really the right decision or not.

All I can say is that when push came to shove, I kept reaching. I never stopped reaching and even when I thought all hope was lost, it wasn't. We do not get an infinite number of chances. And some people are too special, too connected to us, to much the other half of our soul to ever really cut that thread.

So... it seems to me, in the end, there are only 2 tests in life:

1. Learn to love completely

2. Learn how to forgive completely


That’s it.

I am still working on both of these things. But the struggle is worth it. He is worth it. I am worth it. Nurturing that friendship that binds us together is worth it.

Loving others. Loving ourselves. Forgiving those we love. Forgiving ourselves.

None of us is perfect. We all make mistakes. We miscommunicate. We say the wrong thing, our words are imperfect. So... try again. Fail better. It is worth it.

~ cascadia :heart:

This is deeply amazing.... food for thought.
:heart:
 
Dear everyone,

I was so drunk last night, I hope I didn’t say anything too stupid!

I don’t mean to piss people off, just feeling really crappy and alone right now.

Dear alarming capacity for mediocre bourbon!

Things will pick up soon. Might not feel like it but they will. Chin up.

And buy better bourbon!

Signed,

I couldn't have drunk as much as you and still be able to type
 
This feels so familiar. The pain so palpable. Seems like you have made your decision to leave it alone and hold your tongue... not reaching out to her anymore. Only you know whether that is really the right decision or not.

All I can say is that when push came to shove, I kept reaching. I never stopped reaching and even when I thought all hope was lost, it wasn't. We do not get an infinite number of chances. And some people are too special, too connected to us, to much the other half of our soul to ever really cut that thread.

So... it seems to me, in the end, there are only 2 tests in life:

1. Learn to love completely

2. Learn how to forgive completely


That’s it.

I am still working on both of these things. But the struggle is worth it. He is worth it. I am worth it. Nurturing that friendship that binds us together is worth it.

Loving others. Loving ourselves. Forgiving those we love. Forgiving ourselves.

None of us is perfect. We all make mistakes. We miscommunicate. We say the wrong thing, our words are imperfect. So... try again. Fail better. It is worth it.

~ cascadia :heart:

Dear Cas.

Thank you for everything.
Especially the reminders that it’s not me, and that risks are worth it.
I’m so glad to see you here.

Points for love litster
 
This feels so familiar. The pain so palpable. Seems like you have made your decision to leave it alone and hold your tongue... not reaching out to her anymore. Only you know whether that is really the right decision or not.

All I can say is that when push came to shove, I kept reaching. I never stopped reaching and even when I thought all hope was lost, it wasn't. We do not get an infinite number of chances. And some people are too special, too connected to us, too much the other half of our soul to ever really cut that thread.

So... it seems to me, in the end, there are only 2 tests in life:

1. Learn to love completely

2. Learn how to forgive completely


That’s it.

I am still working on both of these things. But the struggle is worth it. He is worth it. I am worth it. Nurturing that friendship that binds us together is worth it.

Loving others. Loving ourselves. Forgiving those we love. Forgiving ourselves.

None of us is perfect. We all make mistakes. We miscommunicate. We say the wrong thing, our words are imperfect. So... try again. Fail better. It is worth it.

~ cascadia :heart:


Dear litster with wisdom,

Very good advice for many of us.
I'm glad you posted.

:heart:

~ barefoot litster ~
 
Dear Forgiving Ones,

Nope.
I'mma let my rage and disgust for humanity (as I see it) kill me.

I will live alone, content to bathe in the blood of my enemies.

And when Death comes a calling, I will offer Him a shot of top shelf and make Him think twice before asking me to dance.


Signed,
No regrets. Just lessons


 
Dear wonder how many of them can we make die,
You know when I said you were scary?

Yeah...this!!!

Signed,

I know you're a softie really
 
Dear wonder how many of them can we make die,
You know when I said you were scary?

Yeah...this!!!

Signed,

I know you're a softie really

Babe.... listen to the song lol.

~ you're Sheldon now.


I mean...
Dearest Cariad,
If you listen to the song you'll see it was a rather good reference.
I'm normally slow so ~
I'm always Sheldon :p
 
Dear ExiledWelshman

They're ganging up on you.

Get out!

Signed,

ExiledWelshman
 
Dear Cas.

Thank you for everything.
Especially the reminders that it’s not me, and that risks are worth it.
I’m so glad to see you here.

Points for love litster

You are welcome. If you aren't living you are dying. You might as well risk. LIVE!

Chalking up more points for love litster

Dear litster with wisdom,

Very good advice for many of us.
I'm glad you posted.

:heart:

~ barefoot litster ~

Dear barefoot litster,

i am not nearly as wise as you might think. just benefiting from hard won lessons.

~still on hiatus litster
 
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Dear alarming capacity for mediocre bourbon!

Things will pick up soon. Might not feel like it but they will. Chin up.

And buy better bourbon!

Signed,

I couldn't have drunk as much as you and still be able to type

Dear Impressed Litster,

I am adding it to my CV as we speak!

I like JD, and I had a voucher for it, I do love my discounts!

I hope you’re right that things will pick up. This stress is exhausting now

Signed,
Tired as f*** litster
 
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Dear wild winds Litster,

“Fate brings people together no matter how far apart they may be.”

Signed, your couldn’t be further from you if I tried Litster.
 
Dear crazy ass.

Netflix ... Grace & Frankie. Watch at least a few episodes. Im in love with this show, because they are us. Watching this show makes me miss you even more. Stop doubting my love for you..

Sincerely,
Sleepless in Seattle
 
Dear crazy ass.

Netflix ... Grace & Frankie. Watch at least a few episodes. Im in love with this show, because they are us. Watching this show makes me miss you even more. Stop doubting my love for you..

Sincerely,
Sleepless in Seattle

Dear Sleepless:
*hugs*

Hug King Litster
 
Dear even when you think you didn't sing so good, you still blow my socks off,

Glad we had that chat today.

And excited for what comes next.

Signed,

Man of many hats
 
Dear Inspirational Litster,

You've inspired me more times than I can count. You continue to do so. Honestly, I don't think you'll ever not be an inspiration for me. Naughty thoughts and words, naughty shopping trips, even naughty pie! You might as well stop questioning it and enjoy the role.

Yours,
I Had You at Pie Litster :kiss:
 
Dear Hats,

you had to bring out the Yankees...damnit now I CANT hate them... they are integral to an important moment. damnnnnittttt

You are fantastic. Never stop.

Signed,
Yankee fan now under protest
 
Dear Hats,

you had to bring out the Yankees...damnit now I CANT hate them... they are integral to an important moment. damnnnnittttt

You are fantastic. Never stop.

Signed,
Yankee fan now under protest

Dear protesting,

I got the Yankees hat in New York.

I know Babe Ruth played for them (he did, right) and that's it.

You're even more fantastic.

Signed,

I'm gonna get every sport franchise I like on cam from now on.
 
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Dear Beasty Litster,

Walking to the mailbox today was a very happy experience. Opening that lid and not seeing a bill, but a real package, from a friend! :eek:
My daughter laughed and thought it was very cute. :kiss:

I will put it on with pride tonight to show you, and wear it next weekend when we move my daughter back over east for college. You are the best! ❤❤❤❤

Sincerely,

A very grateful friend.
 
Dear Longing Litster,

I wonder if you're still searching for that replacement I could never be. I hope you find something that satisfies you and fills your heart with love. It's all I ever wanted for you. You will always have a friend in me. I can be reached through all the usual means if you ever want to talk, but I can't ever turn back time and relive it again.
 
Dear Litsters,

Do we really have to keep beating a dead horse? I'm starting to think we need to add a Forum for The Bitter, The Cynical, The Resentful, and The Hateful.

See You Someday
 
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