Dear X:

[FurryFury]

Dear Ms. Thang,

Did it ever occur to you that when you ask someone to do something, you should then let them do it, if they agree that is. What you should not do is attempt to micromanage a project once you've given it away to someone else to do. I agreed to do it.

I will do it, provided you or one of your three important people don't cancel it. The odds of you or one of those people canceling is quite high of course but whatever I will do it. I will do it MY way though, not yours. It won't be stressful, perfect, full of stupid details and flourishes but rather simple, lovely and serene. If that's not good enough for you, you asked the wrong damn person.

 

[minx1]

Dear x,

You wont move on that and you expect me to accept that as part of staying.

But if you wont give me any commitment to at least starting to address the other important things, I'll go.

And that was not only inexcusable but under the circumstances a really silly thing to do.
Itsl hardly enticing me to stay.

Four days and counting. *shrugs*

whatever.


Dear x,

As for you, grab my arse again and I will fucking deck you.

I am sick of it. Almost as much as I am sick of everything right now.

One more little thing and I am outta here.

Dickhead.

 

[sinnocence]

Dear English professor,

PLEASE give me a passing grade on my research paper. That's all I ask.


Dear all other professors,

Just let me pass.

 

[sinnocence]

Dear N,

I'm really gonna miss you. But I know we'll see each other again one day. I love you.

 

[DeepGreenEyes]

Dear x,

Yes, this video is refreshingly stupid. It's the sentiment I hope you'll take to heart.

Hovering Sombrero

Love,
Me.

 

[sb2009]

Dear Stupid Cat Who Snuck Outside and Got His Ass Kicked:

Thank you so much for giving me the oportunity to spend a few hundred dollars at the vets to take care of your fucked up injuries a couple of weeks before Christmas.

That's all you're getting for Christmas.

Love,
Me

 

[minx1]

........

*smile*

 

[BiBunny]

Dear X,

It's on. I'm going to beat you at your own game. You think you're the baddest bitch, but you don't know me.

Bring it.

~Bunny

 

[Evil_Geoff]

Dear Bi-Kitty X,

Did you pass?

 

[jenniferbaby]

Dear co-worker,

I knew you were bisexual or at least not completely straight. Interesting how I find these things out.

Your co-worker

 

[MasterPhoenix]

Dear N,

You tell me you love me and you want to be mine... but you also bring up conditions. Poor choice of words. You have scratched the surface of what I am, but you do not fully grasp it. You don't know how to deal with my thoughts and my moods.

It flips you out when I use the word fuck, how the hell are you going to react when you see me in a mood where I NEED the release of causing pain?

If you think we are destined to be together, then you better get your mind right about what I am.

MP

 

[ultramarineblue]

Dear X,

I keep giving you chance after chance to build my trust. Unfortunately, you are eroding it. Yes, I know it probably wasn't wise to give you such a big opportunity. I felt a lot of fear about regretting it at the time, but I didn't know how to say no. You see, I was afraid that I would lose you over that. I know that if I lost you over that, then it wasn't meant to be. I was just more insecure then. Now I'm trying to get myself back to where I was a year ago. I was really on track then. Not that this diversion has been a bad thing. I've learned a lot. I truly do care about you, but you need to grow up and take care of your obligations. If you can't take care of your obligations, how can you take care of me? How can I trust you to take care of me?

Since I know there is little to no chance that you'll read this, we'll be talking about this very soon. I want to give you the opportunity to prove me wrong but it won't take much for you to lose me.

Me

 

[AbiNormyl]

Dear Dad,

I forgave you when you decided that whoring and drinking were more important than my mother; in fact I was happy when you left because my mother could finally become something.

I put up with your stripper wife that couldn't read and thought she was entitled the world and was jealous of the relationship that you could have with your children. I didn't write you and her off when she bitched me out because I asked you to see if the company would loan me money because you were my boss to get a cast for my foot and you were nice enough simply to give me money. I didn't walk out of the job then and there and wake your drunk ass up and tell you that you and she could go fuck yourself beause I didn't give a fuck that she had to pawn her jewelry so you could go to the strip club, I was pawning my stuff just to put food on the table.

I put up with you ignoring your children unless you wanted something or you were feeling guilty and I actually got along pretty well without you. I put up with you bringing your new girlfriend to the hospital after I had my son, even though I wondered why you couldn't just come yourself.

I am the one that you promised to come and see on Father's day last year because I was stuck at home after surgery with a huge hole in my abdomen. I am the one that went out shopping and caused myself a minor set back to get you a present for when you came. I am the one that watched my son make a shirt for his grumpy who didn't show up. You probably don't remember all of that when you wear your Happy Father's Day 2008 shirt that your GF got you though do you.

I put up with you coming drunk to my house on Christmas day when you brought the girlfriend that was my age even though you knew it would upset your mother. I am the one that listened to her cry on the phone about how could you do that; not you.

Well, now the girlfriend kicked you out and you didn't have a place to stay. I graciously opened up my home to you, I gave you my son's room. I dealt with him crying because he wanted you gone because he wanted his room back. You pay us 200.00 a month and you only do that now because my brother bitched you out about whoring your money away. I listen to you say that the field I want to go into is shit to my face, I listen to how you complain that my child has too many toys because he has more than 2 toys, I deal with you not moving off the couch and your snoring and I dealt with you reading everything that came across my computer screen until J could get the furniture moved so you could no longer see it. I dealt with your vomiting in my car because you had too much to drink when you knew that we would be going up to see your grand daughter in the hospital. I dealt with it when you said you had to buy my son and nieces toys but you didn't want to because again they had too many toys and you grudgingly spent 60.00 between the four of them and I sat quietly while you bought your new girl friend's daughter a 200.00 wii because that is what she wanted. We drive you where you want to go because the bitch wrecked your car and you can't get a license because at 60 you aren't smart enough to NOT drink and drive. We feed you. We make sure you have water, electricity, a roof over your head and a place to sleep.

In return for our supplying you a place to live you have decided to smoke in our house even though you know we disapprove of it. Not only are you smoking in the house but you are throwing the ashes on the floor. You have decided that I should be able to take you anywhere you want to go. You have decided that it is ok to treat me and my family worth shit. Well not anymore, I am through. Go live with your little girlfriend. She can take care of you. She can make sure you get from place to place. She can listen to your bullshit. Oh yeah, she can't even remember when you have talked to her last so how well will that work?

There are no words for how I feel about you right now. I know for a fact though you have no want to be my father. You obviously have no want to be my son's grandfather either.

So leave.

M.

 

[FurryFury]

Dear X,

It tears my heart out to hear you say that you are happiest when we are together. That's because I am most unhappy when we are together. I feel trapped, manipulated and depressed.

If I didn't have a husband and kids to be healthy for I might not care about my own mental health enough to keep you at the distance I need to. I hate that my happiness depends on this.

FF

 

[unregistered]

 

[FurryFury]

Thanks!

 

[WriterDom]

Dear Winter,

Please go away. Please turn into spring like tomorrow.

 

[Wife of Bath]

Dear X,

I need you now more than ever. Please call, write, text, send smoke signals...

Love,
Always waiting

 

[CutieMouse]

Dear salesgirl co-worker,

I know you're struggling. I know you're stressed out about your sales, and being bottom of the rung is freaking you out. I get it. I know.

But trying to improve your own situation by controlling everyone else in the spirit of "fairness" is bullshit.

Guess what? Life isn't fair.

It isn't my fault I'm good enough to sell circles around you every day.
It isn't my fault I give thousand dollar service to $50 clients - and they appreciate me for it.
It isn't my fault that I use down time to be productive, instead of whine.
It isn't my fault I look at crazy busy days [like today] as an opportunity to make money, instead of complaining about how much more work there is.
It isn't my fault that I use customer returns issues as an opportunity to fix the issue, plus springboard that into further sales.
It isn't my fault that I communicate with the concierge girls *every* time I am available for a new appointment.
It isn't my fault I choose to not smoke (and thus not disappear for smoke breaks) - giving me opportunities to work with clients.
It isn't my fault that I pitch in and stay late if the shop is busy, instead of bailing at the first opportunity.
It isn't my fault that if I see the opportunity to make my self irreplaceable, I do.

Grow.The.Fuck.Up. or leave.

Signed,

Your co-worker
(Who has over $7k in hard earned sales so far this week, you twit.)

 

[Lady_Moldovie]

Dear X

Fuck you, I'll drop dead when I'm good and ready...

 

[FurryFury]

Dear X,

Could you stop trying to suck my soul out for like five minutes please?

I'd really appreciate it.

Not that, that has ever mattered.

 

[jenniferbaby]

Dear Desire,

Just go away, if even for a minute or two please. I feel you all over my body, directing my thoughts, taking over my mind, taking away every ounce of peace. You're even in my dreams and haunt my sleep. Any satisfaction lasts only a moment until you're right back in bed with me. Just give me a break. Release me. I truly want to be free of these wants--just one more desire to go unfulfilled.

Me

 

[FurryFury]

Dear X,

Please stop trying to dump your shit on me and expecting me to clean it up. You cut me out of the loop. There is NO way I can take over for you now. Even more importantly, I have cramps and nightmares whenever I deal with you.

My family needs me in good shape. You are trying to pull me down. I can't be honest with you because you are always unsuccessfully suicidal so here I am. Please grow the fuck up, get healthy, be logical, pick any one of those things, please.

 

[FurryFury]

Dear X,

The kids don't care about and love you enough? Really?

Well, let's review shall we? You were mostly absent during their youngest years because you were suicidal and addicted to drama. During this period you constantly made demands to see them but most often failed to show up for these command performances.

As they grew during a period of better mental health in your life we gave you chances to spend time with them. Without fail you did things that put them in potentially dangerous situations. They were only potentially dangerous because we were always there. Due to this unsupervised time with them didn't exist very much.

Even so, I'm told that in the little time when it did exist, say I went to the bathroom real quick or when to get you a glass of water, you were immediately trying to manipulated my kids and get then to conspire with you on numerous completely unnecessary things.

Now I know you are unaware of all these things. In your special world of magical thinking you were the perfect, generous grandparent. Yes, you have been materially generous. Sadly, your generosity usually has strings applied to it, at least in the subconscious of your own mind.

You can never be happy with genuine expressions or bonds, there is always this "worship me as a queen" or "let me twist your emotions around" thing with you.

"Best" of all I can't share with you what any of us really think or feel anymore because you might well use it to feed your dramas and actually kill yourself.

Happy holidays. You've certainly continued to add to my holiday in all kinds of toxic ways.

Oh and btw, no, I won't cancel x'mas. Years ago we decided on a policy. That policy is that NO ONE is allowed to fuck up our lives no matter how hard they try and how much they want to. We will have a healthy holiday and lives even if you don't or "can't" show up and thank heavens because you so often don't show up for various reasons. I won't tell you that it's often a relief when you don't show up. But how I wish things could be different.

 

[minx1]

Dear x,

I tore up that card.