Dear X:

Dear Fate, Karma, Life in General.

Who did I royally piss off in a past life? What did I do?Cut me some slack hey? Stop giving me something good only to tear it away. Stop sending me the wrong things. Stop messing with my head. Better yet just leave me the hell alone. Worry about everyone else and let me slip under the radar. That way you can't hurt me anymore...
If you must keep interfering at least send me something good..... Is that even possible?
I mean I know you have to take the good with the bad but this is ridiculous. Give me something good and take it away as soon as I get used to the good feelings.
As I said what the hell did I do in my past lives cause I really wanna know.
Royally pissed at life in general
Cinn
 
Dear X,

I've told you before, the whole poor-persecuted-me-you're-so mean-passive-aggressive thing does not make me feel bad for you. In fact, it irritates me to to point that even if I had been wrong, I would not be in the mood to apologize. Whining does not work on me. Actually, it makes me want to prove you right and be mean for real.

Love,

Mean Ole Cerise
 
CeriseNoire said:
Dear X,

I've told you before, the whole poor-persecuted-me-you're-so mean-passive-aggressive thing does not make me feel bad for you. In fact, it irritates me to to point that even if I had been wrong, I would not be in the mood to apologize. Whining does not work on me. Actually, it makes me want to prove you right and be mean for real.

Love,

Mean Ole Cerise

Amen Sista - I react in the exact same way.

My advice? Get a big sharp stick....

x
V
 
Fallenfromgrace said:
Dear Adi,

Sweet, you do not need to send me an identical pm 4 times, 4 minutes apart. I got the point the first time ;) :p

(yes yes i know, a glitch on the sender input side, im sure :p)


:p right back at ya. :p (the other is just in case :cool: )

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



My Dear Better half,

I LOVE YOU, SO much!!!!! Thank you.

Me.
 
Dear P

I'm sorry if I phrased what I had to say badly. I was only saying what everyone else was thinking. If you feel set to, or persecuted, I am sorry, but you just didn't seem to get it.

EVERYONE notices.

They notice you have M wrapped around your finger. Okay he's your partner, but he's also our friend and boss, and its a little hard for us to swallow how many exceptions get made for you. Your little hissy fit after our talk the other night didn't make people feel sorry for you, it made them laugh.

The way you make him do exactly what you want, make him prioratise your needs when he promised others help just isn't on. And I'm sick of the way you take others to do things, when you said you hate doing that, when you KNOW we want to and need to do it too, its just crazy, and it makes people upset and resentful.

I'm supposed to tell you two how the others are feeling, what their opinions are on things, but when I do, you just get mad, and poor M is stuck trying to make peace.

This has to stop. I miss my friend. We used to get on so well, what happened to you?

Silver
 
Dear m:

Some days I love you, Some days i'm happy with you, some days I remember why we're still together.

The rest of the time, I hate you, I despise what you have made me do, I despise what you have turned me into. I want to physically wretch. Sometimes I wish I had never started this fiasco, somedays I wish you were other people. A lot of other people. I wish I had "shopped around".

I wish you would let me do what I want to, I wish you weren't so jealous and picky, I wish you'd stop being an ass. I wish I could trust you like I used to, I wish you'd trust ME like you used to. I wish I didn't have validate myself to you when you refuse to do the same for me.

I wish we didn't fight, I wish we could just love. I wish you hadn't blown our money. I wish I knew what I could of had.

I often wonder, what my life would have been like, had I known michael had been alive all this time and I had never met you. I wish I enjoyed you in bed.

But then I think, of all we have been through and I think of how you CAN be nice, and how you have changed back, and how you are struggling to be who I remember. I'm glad you got help, I'm proud of you for that. We'll get our money fixed, I just know it.

I just wish we hadn't made our mistakes. I know, that if you become who you used to be, and are no longer what the drugs made you, it will fix the other things, and I'll gladly do again, that thing you like me to do. *wink

Love,

Your Galaxy Goddess.
 
galaxygoddess said:
Dear m:

Some days I love you, Some days i'm happy with you, some days I remember why we're still together.

The rest of the time, I hate you, I despise what you have made me do, I despise what you have turned me into. I want to physically wretch. Sometimes I wish I had never started this fiasco, somedays I wish you were other people. A lot of other people. I wish I had "shopped around".

I wish you would let me do what I want to, I wish you weren't so jealous and picky, I wish you'd stop being an ass. I wish I could trust you like I used to, I wish you'd trust ME like you used to. I wish I didn't have validate myself to you when you refuse to do the same for me.

I wish we didn't fight, I wish we could just love. I wish you hadn't blown our money. I wish I knew what I could of had.

I often wonder, what my life would have been like, had I known michael had been alive all this time and I had never met you. I wish I enjoyed you in bed.

But then I think, of all we have been through and I think of how you CAN be nice, and how you have changed back, and how you are struggling to be who I remember. I'm glad you got help, I'm proud of you for that. We'll get our money fixed, I just know it.

I just wish we hadn't made our mistakes. I know, that if you become who you used to be, and are no longer what the drugs made you, it will fix the other things, and I'll gladly do again, that thing you like me to do. *wink

Love,

Your Galaxy Goddess.

I could have written this letter to my ex. I thought to myself "If he would just stop drinking, it would be all right" but after waiting for over five years, I didn't have any more time to wait. I left him exactly a year ago and my life is my own.

Peace to you :rose:
 
Dear P (again).

... You what?!

You bitch!

I was the *first* to admit I was in the wrong! Repeatedly! And I only said what EVERYONE ELSE WAS THINKING!

So strop all you like. I'm through feeling bad over something you're just blowing up out of proportion.

Silver.
 
Dear World:

Get bent.

-----

Dear sunset,

Thanks for being so effing gorgeous.
It puts things into perspective:

SUNSET
Bluebell
problems

I've never been wonderful with math, but I think I can wrap my arms around that equation.

-----

Dear Dove bar:

:catgrin:
 
Dear X
Why can't you understand the more you tell me just how good you are, or the more you point out how much better you do at things than me, the worse I feel?
Better yet even when I try to explain, why don't you actually listen and hear. Everyone can see how good you are. Why do you feel the need to tell me when I can plainly see? Humble you are not. FFS I even tell you how good you are myself. Yet you still feel the need to go one further and say look I can do it better now. What you think I don't notice? Or is there some reason I specifically have to be told you beat me at something?
You tell me to get a grip? How about you get a grip and grow some sensitivity while you are at it. Something you are sadly lacking. You are not the centre of the universe. Even though you say you don't want to be, your actions and words prove otherwise.
Grow up a little hey? I had a bad day yesterday and instead of being supportive and helpful you have a temper tantrum because you didn't get your own way? How mature!
Your need to dominate everything is starting to suffocate me. Your disapproval of some of my choices is grating. You are supposed to be my friend. Do you even know what that means? It mens being supportive, putting someone elses needs first if the situation warrants it. it means doing whatever you can whenever you can to make your friends day a little brighter. It is not always about your friends making you the centre of the universe. Every person is as important as the last. All my friends are important to me. Something else you don't seem to understand. You seem to think that I should put you above them and cater to whatever it is you want. Which really I still don't know what that is.
You are supposed to be my friend. Why don't you act like it. Honestly try listening to people for once. While your at it put your ego back in your box.
Sxc
 
Dear Spouse

Last night I confessed a lot to you. Not everything, all but that one thing, which when I feel it is safe for me, I’ll confess too. Right now though, thank you for holding me as I told you my feelings for you are no longer those that they were 14 years ago.

Thank you for not yelling at me and telling me that you understand my desire to know what might have been had I lived for myself and not for others. Thank you for telling me you don’t hate me and you see that I need a purpose in life outside of being a mom and a wife.

I know it hurt last night to hear that I love you as a best friend and as a companion and not as a lover or as a wife should love her husband. Thank you for listening as I told you the truth. . .I would leave if I had the means and not pushing me away as I spoke to you.

It was not easy for either of us. It all needed to be said though. And yes, I agree. . .It would be very selfish, but I don’t agree that this is what I am supposed to do... give everything up to be something everyone else expects me to be.

About this morning...

Thank you for holding me again and helping me with my panic attack. As I tried to figure out how we were going to pay the bills this week. I hate budgeting and suck at it. You were supposed to be in charge of it! Not me!! How I got sucked back into the responsibility again is beyond me.

I thank you for realizing that you dropped the ball and you are going back to being the “money man.” I sooooo can’t do it on my own, right now. I don’t know what’ll I’ll do when I am on my own. But I’ll watch and learn from you, while I can. How you had it all figured out and made everything okay. . .it blows my mind. You found the means and the way. Thank you for that.

I can’t tell you how you allowing me to cry on your shoulder after last night touched me. You held me and consoled me. I know you love me and I am sorry that my feelings aren’t as deep as yours are.

I am glad you know now that I am no longer the woman you married and I am having a difficult time right now. Now you know why I say “no” to sex. It isn’t because you’re not an attractive man. You are. It isn’t because you’re cruel. You’re not. It is because I have changed and my sexual desire for you is no longer there. I am glad you know this, because now I don’t have to do it out of obligation. Thank you for that.

Our paths will stay linked forever. . .we have children. Whether we take the paths together - I’m sorry. . . I just don’t think I can for the next 50 years. I feel in my gut, I will be making my own.

Your wife/friend,

Me
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
Dear Spouse

Last night I confessed a lot to you. Not everything, all but that one thing, which when I feel it is safe for me, I’ll confess too. Right now though, thank you for holding me as I told you my feelings for you are no longer those that they were 14 years ago.

Thank you for not yelling at me and telling me that you understand my desire to know what might have been had I lived for myself and not for others. Thank you for telling me you don’t hate me and you see that I need a purpose in life outside of being a mom and a wife.

I know it hurt last night to hear that I love you as a best friend and as a companion and not as a lover or as a wife should love her husband. Thank you for listening as I told you the truth. . .I would leave if I had the means and not pushing me away as I spoke to you.

It was not easy for either of us. It all needed to be said though. And yes, I agree. . .It would be very selfish, but I don’t agree that this is what I am supposed to do... give everything up to be something everyone else expects me to be.

About this morning...

Thank you for holding me again and helping me with my panic attack. As I tried to figure out how we were going to pay the bills this week. I hate budgeting and suck at it. You were supposed to be in charge of it! Not me!! How I got sucked back into the responsibility again is beyond me.

I thank you for realizing that you dropped the ball and you are going back to being the “money man.” I sooooo can’t do it on my own, right now. I don’t know what’ll I’ll do when I am on my own. But I’ll watch and learn from you, while I can. How you had it all figured out and made everything okay. . .it blows my mind. You found the means and the way. Thank you for that.

I can’t tell you how you allowing me to cry on your shoulder after last night touched me. You held me and consoled me. I know you love me and I am sorry that my feelings aren’t as deep as yours are.

I am glad you know now that I am no longer the woman you married and I am having a difficult time right now. Now you know why I say “no” to sex. It isn’t because you’re not an attractive man. You are. It isn’t because you’re cruel. You’re not. It is because I have changed and my sexual desire for you is no longer there. I am glad you know this, because now I don’t have to do it out of obligation. Thank you for that.

Our paths will stay linked forever. . .we have children. Whether we take the paths together - I’m sorry. . . I just don’t think I can for the next 50 years. I feel in my gut, I will be making my own.

Your wife/friend,

Me
Big Big Hugs :rose:
I think you are one very brave lady
Kudos to you for having the guts to stand up and say what many don't or won't.
 
sxcascinn said:
Big Big Hugs :rose:
I think you are one very brave lady
Kudos to you for having the guts to stand up and say what many don't or won't.
Yea what they said. Hugs from me also and a :rose:
 
Dear Myself
Get off your arse and do something you big chicken!!!
Do the damn housework then work on revising your bloody story woman!!!
 
sxcascinn said:
Big Big Hugs :rose:
I think you are one very brave lady
Kudos to you for having the guts to stand up and say what many don't or won't.
Thank you. It was such a hard night that night and a hard morning that morning. It's easier now, not simpler, but at least now he knows why I am acting the way I am acting. :kiss:
sutherngent985 said:
Yea what they said. Hugs from me also and a :rose:
Thank you. :kiss:
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
Thank you. It was such a hard night that night and a hard morning that morning. It's easier now, not simpler, but at least now he knows why I am acting the way I am acting. :kiss: Thank you. :kiss:




I still haven't found the guts yet... maybe soon *sigh
 
galaxygoddess said:
I still haven't found the guts yet... maybe soon *sigh
*hugs* He doesn't know everything. I'm not in a place where I can tell him everything. I wish you luck that you can get there sometime. *hugs* It isn't easy. I swear. If you ever want to chat, feel free to PM me. *hugs* I may not be online all the time, but I will answer my PMs. :rose: :kiss: :rose:
 
Dear EX,

Hey, a year ago today, I walked away. I don't really care how you are; you don't deserve my concern. My only regret is that I stayed as long as I did.

Me
 
Dear Dad,

44 years ago today you were born in Jakarta, Indonesia.

Today was supposed to be a happy occasion, a day of celebration and of laughter.

Not a day of screaming and shouting, tears and sulking.

We got you 2 tshirts and a shirt, a card each, one of us made a card for you that took some time, effort and consideration. The baby has learnt how to sing happy birthday, and you should know that took some doing, allbeit that she misses out the word 'birthday' as she sings it. Theres a chocolate gateaux in the fridge, your favourite.

Instead, today you wake up spoiling for an arguement, and you get one. Since then you've sat on the sofa, not uttered a word to anyone, miserable as sin. When we tried to give you your presents and cards you had a go at M, and now she's downstairs, crying.

So not only have you ruined your birthday, you've ruined the entire mood and day for everyone in the house.

As i sit here and type this i can hear mum talking to you through the bathroom door, trying to get an explaination out of you, informing you that you've made your 11 year old cry for no reason and that you've screwed up the entire day.

I dont know what it is that we have supposedly done to upset you this much, because that's what you said, that you've had enough, of our selfishness, our behavior and so on and so forth. Well, quite frankly i havent a clue what you are talking about.

And to say that to me, let alone in front of M, what the hell is that matter with you?

I dont know anymore.

If you want them the cards and gifts are sitting on top of your laptop, on your desk.

Happy birthday dad, even if you have made it an unhappy day.

Lots of love your 'best ever first born, and favourite daughter' (if you take the time and crack your stubborness to read your card, you'll see i wrote that.)
 
Dear X:

I know you're ignoring me. I get the message loud and clear, and it makes me sad. I thought we had become friends.

Maybe you still feel threatened by me, although I thought we had put all that to rest. Maybe I'm wrong about that. Maybe you simply dislike me for reasons wholly unknown to me. If it's because of something I said, I apologize.

At any rate, I will not trouble you further.

Take care.
 
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