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SimpleGifts
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Dear FtF,
Emotional abuse can be devastating, believe me, I know. I hope you can find a way to get this guy out of your life...because it's unlikely that he'll leave it voluntarily.
Hang in there, and bon courage.
SG
Emotional abuse can be devastating, believe me, I know. I hope you can find a way to get this guy out of your life...because it's unlikely that he'll leave it voluntarily.
Hang in there, and bon courage.
SG
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FallingToFly said:
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Dear Zade,
Talking to you on the phone is like an adventure
Thank you for making my abs ache some more
xx
Talking to you on the phone is like an adventure
Thank you for making my abs ache some more
xx
CeriseNoire
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Dear X,
I worry about us, and the distance only gives me more time to think about it. Your calls used to make my day. Now I dread your need that begs for things I can't give. I'm just not the hand-holding type, I don't have my whole engagement/wedding mapped out, and I don't care to pick a song because other couples have one. I'm sorry if I'm not what you were told women were like.
I can't bear those interminable silences, because I can just hear your woeful sighs on the other end, letting me know that once again, I've failed to give your the soul-baring-complete-symbiosis experience that you want. And I have nothing to say, because I've censored myself so much. I wouldn't want to shock you, hurt you, or cause you to ostensibly cry.
I wonder if the gap between us isn't too wide. How will we ever have decent sex if we see it so differently? I think sex and love enhance each other, but that still, sometimes sex is just sex. What's most pleasurable isn't always what's found in storybook romance. But I'll never be able to tell you that, will I?
You know how I stopped letting you look at my erotic writing? I wasn't upset because you found the language shocking. I was worried about what it said about how far we stand sexually. I know this new to you, and I can't expect you to know it all. It just worries me that you seem not to be that interested in finding out. It's taken me 10 years to figure out what I like and what I want to try. I knew coming into this that you didn't have any experience, and I was open to 'teaching' you. Now I just wonder if I'll have to give up the physical enjoyment part of sex to make this work. What else do I have to give up?
I do love you, but I've lived enough to know that's not always sufficient. I really do hope we can make it through this.
Love,
Cerise
I worry about us, and the distance only gives me more time to think about it. Your calls used to make my day. Now I dread your need that begs for things I can't give. I'm just not the hand-holding type, I don't have my whole engagement/wedding mapped out, and I don't care to pick a song because other couples have one. I'm sorry if I'm not what you were told women were like.
I can't bear those interminable silences, because I can just hear your woeful sighs on the other end, letting me know that once again, I've failed to give your the soul-baring-complete-symbiosis experience that you want. And I have nothing to say, because I've censored myself so much. I wouldn't want to shock you, hurt you, or cause you to ostensibly cry.
I wonder if the gap between us isn't too wide. How will we ever have decent sex if we see it so differently? I think sex and love enhance each other, but that still, sometimes sex is just sex. What's most pleasurable isn't always what's found in storybook romance. But I'll never be able to tell you that, will I?
You know how I stopped letting you look at my erotic writing? I wasn't upset because you found the language shocking. I was worried about what it said about how far we stand sexually. I know this new to you, and I can't expect you to know it all. It just worries me that you seem not to be that interested in finding out. It's taken me 10 years to figure out what I like and what I want to try. I knew coming into this that you didn't have any experience, and I was open to 'teaching' you. Now I just wonder if I'll have to give up the physical enjoyment part of sex to make this work. What else do I have to give up?
I do love you, but I've lived enough to know that's not always sufficient. I really do hope we can make it through this.
Love,
Cerise
RedHairedandFriendly
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Dear 
I don’t know the paths before us, where they will cross, when they will rest side by side, or even if they will veer away. I do know though, that no matter where we go, I’ll never look back with regret.
I don’t know the paths before us, where they will cross, when they will rest side by side, or even if they will veer away. I do know though, that no matter where we go, I’ll never look back with regret.
angelicminx
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Dear FTF:
Hugs, girl.
Minx
Hugs, girl.
Minx
Black Tulip
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Dear boss,
There's nothing dear about you at all!!! What the fuck is wrong with you? Calling me one day after surgery to ask how I'm going to organize the new courses you want to start at the beginning of the new school year. Work you dumped on me three weeks before summer break, knowing I was scheduled for hospital. I wasn't even capable of telling you off, damn it.
You're nuts! I mailed you a few days later to say my brain is addled by the anesthetics and one of my stitches got ripped because I was doing too much. And you just waited one whole day before calling me at home again about work.
Maybe I should let my son pick up the phone. He's itching to give you a piece of his mind in very rude terms.
I hate your city, I hate your school, you have rotten teachers and I don't want to ever go back there.
If I can land the new job I've applied for I'm going to celebrate all summer long.
Yours truly pissed off
A.
There's nothing dear about you at all!!! What the fuck is wrong with you? Calling me one day after surgery to ask how I'm going to organize the new courses you want to start at the beginning of the new school year. Work you dumped on me three weeks before summer break, knowing I was scheduled for hospital. I wasn't even capable of telling you off, damn it.
You're nuts! I mailed you a few days later to say my brain is addled by the anesthetics and one of my stitches got ripped because I was doing too much. And you just waited one whole day before calling me at home again about work.
Maybe I should let my son pick up the phone. He's itching to give you a piece of his mind in very rude terms.
I hate your city, I hate your school, you have rotten teachers and I don't want to ever go back there.
If I can land the new job I've applied for I'm going to celebrate all summer long.
Yours truly pissed off
A.
RedHairedandFriendly
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Dear
I that you chat with me.
Dee
I
that you chat with me. Dee
Just-Legal
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Dear FtF
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Dear Mr Spider.
Thank you for going out the window so I dont have to go camp out on the sofa.
H
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Dear Mr Spider.
Thank you for going out the window so I dont have to go camp out on the sofa.
H
SimpleGifts
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CeriseNoire said:
CN...
I hope you'll indulge my instinct to offer my own experience here, but two things I learned (fairly recently) are:
- You deserve to be loved for who you are, not for who someone wants you to be and not just for what you do.
- Intimacy is founded on your ability to trust your partner enough that you can share your innermost thoughts and vulnerabilities, and KNOW that he or she would never use those vulnerabilities against you. Your partner may disagree with those thoughts or may not like the vulnerabilities, but should never use them to shut you down. Once you feel you can't trust your partner enough to be comfortable with you being yourself...then intimacy is lost.
I hope you can work through this too...because being partnered with someone who does not adhere to those two principles can be really hellish.
Bon courage,
SG
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Crazy wack-a-doodle woman
Dear Paula Abdul,
I would like to personally thank you for letting Bravo give you a reality show.
Now there is NO doubt in anyone's mind that you are certifiably, fuck-a-duck, 'round-the-twist, wickety-wack, AmBien, Vicodin, and Prozac martini'd up, and ass-backwards bonkers.
There is now filmographic proof. No denying anymore.
Thanks for playing The Price is Right. Don't forget to have your pets spayed or neutered, and please pick up your free can of tuna at the door.
- One scared dame
Dear Paula Abdul,
I would like to personally thank you for letting Bravo give you a reality show.
Now there is NO doubt in anyone's mind that you are certifiably, fuck-a-duck, 'round-the-twist, wickety-wack, AmBien, Vicodin, and Prozac martini'd up, and ass-backwards bonkers.
There is now filmographic proof. No denying anymore.
Thanks for playing The Price is Right. Don't forget to have your pets spayed or neutered, and please pick up your free can of tuna at the door.
- One scared dame
angelicminx
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Dear lowest of the LOWE
FUCK YOU!
Me
FUCK YOU!
Me
CeriseNoire
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Dear SG,
Thank you. Just thank you.
Cerise
Thank you. Just thank you.
Cerise
BlackShanglan
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Oh, I'll be nice. But you are somewhere between provoking and amusing, X.
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bluebell
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It's not a threat, it's a loving suggestion...
Dear Cloudy,
Please come back from your tunnel of blankets. If you don't I shall be forced to read Lorna Doone aloud to you in my best Ben Stein voice.
If the Ben Stein voice doesn't work, then I'll switch to the Pee-Wee Herman.
And if all else fails: it's Louis Armstrong for you, Dolly.
-bluebell
Dear Cloudy,
Please come back from your tunnel of blankets. If you don't I shall be forced to read Lorna Doone aloud to you in my best Ben Stein voice.
If the Ben Stein voice doesn't work, then I'll switch to the Pee-Wee Herman.
And if all else fails: it's Louis Armstrong for you, Dolly.
-bluebell
FallingToFly
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Dear, dear heart:
Thank you for this weekend- I needed that. And I don't just mean the intimacies- I needed all the long silences and the way you would reach out and take my hand when my thoughts started turning black. You gave me peace, despite all the chaos, and I treasure that.
I love the fact that you have no jealousy in your soul, and don't care that I am scattered and psychotic right now. I love the fact that you make an effort to spend time with my children, and want to get to know my girlfriend. I love the fact that you've chosen to drink more water and less beer, and I love the little row of vitamins on your windowsill. I love the fact that I didn't ask for either of those things, that you chose to take that step so you could be with me.
I don't know if this is what it feels like to walk, steady and calm, into love, instead of tumbling like a stone, but whatever it is, I don't want to lose it. I love that you allow me to be independent, and that you appreciate what strength I have left. I love how you encourage me to do what is right for myself and my kids, and I love that you don't push.
Quit worrying so much- I'm not going to disappear on you. I know why you're concerned, and it's not going to happen. I have everything I want in you and her and my kids, and I'm not going to jeopardize that delicate balance by doing something stupid.
I missed having your arms around me last night, and falling to sleep with your hair spread over my body. I missed the suede of your skin and the warmth of your breath and the smell of your shampoo. I missed waking up at 3a.m. to make love. This week is going to be torture.
And that reminds me- we need to get a bigger bed. Otherwise you and the pixie and I are going to be a very tangled mess.
Thank you for this weekend- I needed that. And I don't just mean the intimacies- I needed all the long silences and the way you would reach out and take my hand when my thoughts started turning black. You gave me peace, despite all the chaos, and I treasure that.
I love the fact that you have no jealousy in your soul, and don't care that I am scattered and psychotic right now. I love the fact that you make an effort to spend time with my children, and want to get to know my girlfriend. I love the fact that you've chosen to drink more water and less beer, and I love the little row of vitamins on your windowsill. I love the fact that I didn't ask for either of those things, that you chose to take that step so you could be with me.
I don't know if this is what it feels like to walk, steady and calm, into love, instead of tumbling like a stone, but whatever it is, I don't want to lose it. I love that you allow me to be independent, and that you appreciate what strength I have left. I love how you encourage me to do what is right for myself and my kids, and I love that you don't push.
Quit worrying so much- I'm not going to disappear on you. I know why you're concerned, and it's not going to happen. I have everything I want in you and her and my kids, and I'm not going to jeopardize that delicate balance by doing something stupid.
I missed having your arms around me last night, and falling to sleep with your hair spread over my body. I missed the suede of your skin and the warmth of your breath and the smell of your shampoo. I missed waking up at 3a.m. to make love. This week is going to be torture.
And that reminds me- we need to get a bigger bed. Otherwise you and the pixie and I are going to be a very tangled mess.
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Dear Doctor B-------
Dear Dr. B-------,
I appreciate all the help you've tried to give me over the past several years with my so-called "emotional" issues, but I hate to break it to you: I'm still the same person and don't really plan to change. The medications you have prescribed for me offer little more than a kind of gauze that blunt experience and keep me from feeling things as much as I would otherwise. The only good drug you ever gave me was so good that I became addicted to it, and it's the only one I wish I could still take because it actually made me feel better rather than worse. I no longer wonder why many call psychiatry a pseudo-science. I'm living proof that all shrinks do is throw medicine at problems that they don't know how to fix and have never actually experienced. I am considering the elimination of all my therapy and going to live in a foreign country where I don't want to speak the language or be spoken to. I want to live in silence, watch life go by, and smoke hashish throughout the day and spend my nights writing poetry.
Dear Dr. B-------,
I appreciate all the help you've tried to give me over the past several years with my so-called "emotional" issues, but I hate to break it to you: I'm still the same person and don't really plan to change. The medications you have prescribed for me offer little more than a kind of gauze that blunt experience and keep me from feeling things as much as I would otherwise. The only good drug you ever gave me was so good that I became addicted to it, and it's the only one I wish I could still take because it actually made me feel better rather than worse. I no longer wonder why many call psychiatry a pseudo-science. I'm living proof that all shrinks do is throw medicine at problems that they don't know how to fix and have never actually experienced. I am considering the elimination of all my therapy and going to live in a foreign country where I don't want to speak the language or be spoken to. I want to live in silence, watch life go by, and smoke hashish throughout the day and spend my nights writing poetry.
unpredictablebijou
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Dear Dad,
I will fly to the wedding even though I hate flying and I despise being away from home. I will try to be polite to my new mommy, because I'm sure SHE'S a very reasonable person. I will try to keep my siblings from losing their cool, since I'm the oldest so I guess it's my job. I will do my best to keep Grandma from killing you, though she could kick MY ass in about 30 seconds so I'm not sure I'll be able to.
But I just don't know if I can manage to keep a straight face during the wedding, in which you expect everyone to take it seriously when you take your sacred vows with a woman who is ELEVEN YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME, and whose name is Miau. As in, Miau Mix. You are 67. She is 30. It is your absolute right to marry anyone you choose and love, but really, is it fair to make us pretend we don't know what's going on here?
And I will do my best to stop calling her My New Mommy, but I'm not promising anything.
seriously, dad. Just let us laugh, and it will all be so much more comfortable.
bijou
I will fly to the wedding even though I hate flying and I despise being away from home. I will try to be polite to my new mommy, because I'm sure SHE'S a very reasonable person. I will try to keep my siblings from losing their cool, since I'm the oldest so I guess it's my job. I will do my best to keep Grandma from killing you, though she could kick MY ass in about 30 seconds so I'm not sure I'll be able to.
But I just don't know if I can manage to keep a straight face during the wedding, in which you expect everyone to take it seriously when you take your sacred vows with a woman who is ELEVEN YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME, and whose name is Miau. As in, Miau Mix. You are 67. She is 30. It is your absolute right to marry anyone you choose and love, but really, is it fair to make us pretend we don't know what's going on here?
And I will do my best to stop calling her My New Mommy, but I'm not promising anything.
seriously, dad. Just let us laugh, and it will all be so much more comfortable.
bijou
unpredictablebijou
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lesbiaphrodite said:
dear lesbiaphrodite
love your name. Hang in there. I sympathize quite thoroughly. Keep talking. It helps to talk.
and hash and poetry are good too.
bijou
FallingToFly
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Dear Mistress:
He's all yours, take him. In case you haven't noticed, he's not in my bed, or my house, and he's all about you. I'm quite happy with where I am and what I have, and once I have this house renovated and sold, we'll both walk away from it with our dignity and credit scores intact- because I don't want him.
So quit badmouthing me behind my back- I have more friends than you do, and they're not shy about telling me your little power grabs. You are more than welcome to a lifetime of mediocre sex and bitching. I like the hand I'm playing a lot better than the cards you've dealt yourself. When all is said and done, I have three beautiful kids who adore me and their father, and their welfare comes first, so I'm not going to make waves. I'll take my kids, my bigblack horse, my girlfriend and lover and the assortment of odds and ends that I consider to be mine, and the two of you can have the rest.
I wish you both very happy with it.
The Wife.
He's all yours, take him. In case you haven't noticed, he's not in my bed, or my house, and he's all about you. I'm quite happy with where I am and what I have, and once I have this house renovated and sold, we'll both walk away from it with our dignity and credit scores intact- because I don't want him.
So quit badmouthing me behind my back- I have more friends than you do, and they're not shy about telling me your little power grabs. You are more than welcome to a lifetime of mediocre sex and bitching. I like the hand I'm playing a lot better than the cards you've dealt yourself. When all is said and done, I have three beautiful kids who adore me and their father, and their welfare comes first, so I'm not going to make waves. I'll take my kids, my bigblack horse, my girlfriend and lover and the assortment of odds and ends that I consider to be mine, and the two of you can have the rest.
I wish you both very happy with it.
The Wife.
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