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Dear Self,

Stop being a failure, stop being a fuck up, stop squandering your expensive education, stop being an insomniac, stop being a liar, stop pretending, stop feeling sorry for yourself, stop this self pity shit, stop being unhappy, stop wasting your time, stop being lazy, stop being a jerk, stop having an attention deficit disorder, and please, please, please stop being depressed.

With a swift kick in the ass,
Me
 
Dear Self,

Stop being a failure, stop being a fuck up, stop squandering your expensive education, stop being an insomniac, stop being a liar, stop pretending, stop feeling sorry for yourself, stop this self pity shit, stop being unhappy, stop wasting your time, stop being lazy, stop being a jerk, stop having an attention deficit disorder, and please, please, please stop being depressed.

With a swift kick in the ass,
Me
Did you just call me "youself" Syd??? :eek:

I could say all this to myself. And i did! Like million times now. I am still there. Still feeling the same low shit which seems to wander, come and leaves for a while, but it always ALWAYS come back. Which SUCK!!

Knowing where you coming from, I would love to give you a BIG BEAR HUG and tell you everythings gonna be alright!! The feeling will pass out. Hopefuly. sigh


Life's not always "haha" funny. Sometimes it just suck.

When i get like this i am trying to keep myself very busy. It usualy helps. "THINKING" suck in this case. The more you gonna think the more it will get you, but i know how hard is not to think sometimes. Dont be hard to yaself. Do things you love to do. Talk with people who makes you smile. Live! If possible. I am trying to do the same. Still think life suck tho. :/

I am prolly not the best person to give an advice on this matter as i dunno help even myself. *chuckles* I am just sad you feel like this, i know how it feels like. I hope you will feel better soon!! :kiss:

{{{{{HUGG SYD}}}}}


~Kate :rose:
*leaves lost in my thoughts*
 
Dear X
WHy do you only hear what you want? Cant you hear the words? It amazes me ... you hear only what you want ....but i wish you the best.....

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Did you just call me "youself" Syd??? :eek:

I could say all this to myself. And i did! Like million times now. I am still there. Still feeling the same low shit which seems to wander, come and leaves for a while, but it always ALWAYS come back. Which SUCK!!

Knowing where you coming from, I would love to give you a BIG BEAR HUG and tell you everythings gonna be alright!! The feeling will pass out. Hopefuly. sigh


Life's not always "haha" funny. Sometimes it just suck.

When i get like this i am trying to keep myself very busy. It usualy helps. "THINKING" suck in this case. The more you gonna think the more it will get you, but i know how hard is not to think sometimes. Dont be hard to yaself. Do things you love to do. Talk with people who makes you smile. Live! If possible. I am trying to do the same. Still think life suck tho. :/

I am prolly not the best person to give an advice on this matter as i dunno help even myself. *chuckles* I am just sad you feel like this, i know how it feels like. I hope you will feel better soon!! :kiss:

{{{{{HUGG SYD}}}}}


~Kate :rose:
*leaves lost in my thoughts*


Kate, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :eek:

I'm sorry your feeling down, too. I'm sure everything will get better soon.

HUGS right back at you.

xoxo

Syd
 
Dear Self,

Stop being a failure, stop being a fuck up, stop squandering your expensive education, stop being an insomniac, stop being a liar, stop pretending, stop feeling sorry for yourself, stop this self pity shit

You do realize that all this is sound and fury, because of

, stop being unhappy, stop wasting your time, stop being lazy, stop being a jerk, sed.
This, right?

I'm not trying to be dismissve, but I'm sure you're neither failure nor fake, though I am familiar with those doubts and same feelings QUITE well, especially from my 20's and being really depressed.

Take a deep breath, be *good* to yourself and realize that you're running the same 5 K as people without these problems with a lead shoe.

You have ADD and a 3 am radio show? Insomnia isn't a surprise and it's not a fuck-up on your part.
 
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You do realize that all this is sound and fury, because of

This, right?

I'm not trying to be dismissve, but I'm sure you're neither failure nor fake, though I am familiar with those doubts and same feelings QUITE well, especially from my 20's and being really depressed.

Take a deep breath, be *good* to yourself and realize that you're running the same 5 K as people without these problems with a lead shoe.

You have ADD and a 3 am radio show? Insomnia isn't a surprise and it's not a fuck-up on your part.


Shit, yeah, I know. Its just hard to know these things and then make my brain and heart respond to common sense.

I feel like I'm falling apart mentally and physically 50 years before I should. I can't remember the last time I felt well rested, or the last time I had any energy, or the last time I felt really productive or enthusiastic about anything.

I think that the root of all my problems is my lack of sleep. And thats been a problem since before the radio show.

Blah.

I'll be okay, but thanks for your words of support :)
 
Dear x and x,

FUCK YOU! If you two weren't such closed minded dumb fucks then we wouldn't have to go through this. You guys are fucking idiots. Both of you act like you know, when really you know nothing about us. Both of you are hypocrites. It's such bullshit.

Fuck off,
Me
 
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Dear X,

You left my file cabinet open. Don't think this went unnoticed.

nohugsandkissesforyou,
Miss ITW
 
Dear Self,

You've never been diagnosed, but there's no doubt in my mind that you have ADD in spades. Dude, do you even remember the last time you cleaned your house? Nope, because when there's stuff scattered everywhere and a zillion things to do, you get overwhelmed because you don't know where to start. You try to pick up the stray trash, get distracted by trying to hang up the clean clothes, and then find yourself standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom with Windex and a towel going "What the fuck?"

The grand finale comes when you finally realize that you're just carting stuff back and forth between the living room and the bedroom and get overwhelmed by the fact that you've been "working" for hours and haven't actually accomplished anything. That's when you collapse to the floor in tears and hate yourself for being so useless.

You really, really, really need to go to the doctor. I mean, other than the fact that you can't really accomplish anything nowadays, it bleeds over into the rest of your life, too. You need meds. Make money. Get insurance. Get this shit fixed. There's no sense in going through life like this when you don't have to.

~Me
 
Dear Self,

You've never been diagnosed, but there's no doubt in my mind that you have ADD in spades. Dude, do you even remember the last time you cleaned your house? Nope, because when there's stuff scattered everywhere and a zillion things to do, you get overwhelmed because you don't know where to start. You try to pick up the stray trash, get distracted by trying to hang up the clean clothes, and then find yourself standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom with Windex and a towel going "What the fuck?"

The grand finale comes when you finally realize that you're just carting stuff back and forth between the living room and the bedroom and get overwhelmed by the fact that you've been "working" for hours and haven't actually accomplished anything. That's when you collapse to the floor in tears and hate yourself for being so useless.

You really, really, really need to go to the doctor. I mean, other than the fact that you can't really accomplish anything nowadays, it bleeds over into the rest of your life, too. You need meds. Make money. Get insurance. Get this shit fixed. There's no sense in going through life like this when you don't have to.

~Me

Oh man, I feel you, sister. I was diagnosed with ADD a loooong time ago, but completely ignored it because I didn't want to be that asshole who gets more time on tests, especially since I managed to get them done with time to spare usually.

But now I'm really regretting it. I've completely ignored this big problem and now its coming back to bite me in the ass. Inability to focus on anything for much longer than 5 minutes? Yeah, really sucks. Especially in school

Good luck, I hope you find something that helps and works for you :rose:
 
Oh man, I feel you, sister. I was diagnosed with ADD a loooong time ago, but completely ignored it because I didn't want to be that asshole who gets more time on tests, especially since I managed to get them done with time to spare usually.

But now I'm really regretting it. I've completely ignored this big problem and now its coming back to bite me in the ass. Inability to focus on anything for much longer than 5 minutes? Yeah, really sucks. Especially in school

Good luck, I hope you find something that helps and works for you :rose:

Yeah, it sucks tremendously. I actually believed for the longest time that I really was just lazy and undisciplined (like my mother always said). But my ex-Master was diagnosed with ADD while we were still together. He told me that he thought I actually had a more severe form than he did. I compared my behavior to his and realized that he might just be right. His meds helped him a lot. (Well, they did then. I haven't spoken to him in a long time; I don't know if he still takes them or not.) That's why I think I need to take myself to the doctor. I withdrew from school last semester, and I haven't bothered enrolling again because I just can't force myself to give a shit about it anymore.

I hope you can find something that works for you, too. :rose:
 
Yeah, it sucks tremendously. I actually believed for the longest time that I really was just lazy and undisciplined (like my mother always said). But my ex-Master was diagnosed with ADD while we were still together. He told me that he thought I actually had a more severe form than he did. I compared my behavior to his and realized that he might just be right. His meds helped him a lot. (Well, they did then. I haven't spoken to him in a long time; I don't know if he still takes them or not.) That's why I think I need to take myself to the doctor. I withdrew from school last semester, and I haven't bothered enrolling again because I just can't force myself to give a shit about it anymore.

I hope you can find something that works for you, too. :rose:

Thanks :)
 
Dear X..

Who the fuck are you to mess with someone else's marriage? You told her wouldn't make trouble for her and you have gone back on your word and caused her more pain and heartache than any person deserves.

I would make a deal with the devil so that your cunt dries up and the GYN finds spiderwebs.
 
To Anybody That Will Listen,

Do you ever find youself sitting here, writing Dear X letters, or silly posts just because it's Monday & you can't believe you have started the week off so badly (Note to Foot: seriouly, get OUT OF MY MOUTH)..... and you have wasted the day achieving nothing productive?

So, here I am procrastinating. I should get up & do the dishes, start on the pile of work I have sitting here, or at least take some official "unwind" time so I can start fresh insead of not doing anything productive or to recharge myself.

Perhaps I'll go & look for a thread that will shed some enlightment on me, wake up the muse inside me and inspire me to write something worthwhile... then I'll do the dishes & sweep the floor!

Thanks, Me

You don't just procrastinate...no you do it in such a way as to be cute and unassuming as you do so.
Result? Noone sees you as loafing off.
You're such a ninja.
 
Dear X,

Why do your words say one thing and your actions speak so many things otherwise? I ask SO LITTLE of you compared to most women like me, who are my age. I expect so much of a lower standard that you'd be a lucky fuckin' duck to find a girl HALF as tolerant and patient as I.

Bathe, help me with the chores. Shave, brush your teeth, fuck me in a satisfying and productive way somewhat regularly.

I'm not asking for furs, jewels, mansions, big fancy cars or for you to be a sex god stud that lasts for 5 multi-orgasmic tantra hours with a BMI of 2.7 and a full head of natural hair.

I don't care that you're going bald, have a little bit of a beer belly and you smoke too much pot. I'm glad to be with you because you think my big butt is sexy and you play XBOX and WoW with me, and you like cats. REALLY. Most guys say they like cats, and when they're alone, they kick cats. Not you. You pet them when I'm not home and baby talk them when you think no one is watching.

I've seen it. Don't lie.

Stop fucking around with your life. You've got everything going for you. You have a drop dead sexy 23 year old blue-eyed brunette with big gorgeous tits who's dying to be your good little slut, a burgeoning pot field growing under lights in our closet, an XBOX and fully loaded gaming computer with enough illegally downloaded software to put us BOTH in jail for six lifetimes, AND a great job with upward mobility which is walking distance from your apartment. What the hell else could a man want?

Stop fucking around and get your shit together or I'll find another gamer geek to play out my Innuyasha fantasies with.

Sincerely,

Moi.
 
Dear X,

Why do your words say one thing and your actions speak so many things otherwise? I ask SO LITTLE of you compared to most women like me, who are my age. I expect so much of a lower standard that you'd be a lucky fuckin' duck to find a girl HALF as tolerant and patient as I.

Bathe, help me with the chores. Shave, brush your teeth, fuck me in a satisfying and productive way somewhat regularly.

I'm not asking for furs, jewels, mansions, big fancy cars or for you to be a sex god stud that lasts for 5 multi-orgasmic tantra hours with a BMI of 2.7 and a full head of natural hair.

I don't care that you're going bald, have a little bit of a beer belly and you smoke too much pot. I'm glad to be with you because you think my big butt is sexy and you play XBOX and WoW with me, and you like cats. REALLY. Most guys say they like cats, and when they're alone, they kick cats. Not you. You pet them when I'm not home and baby talk them when you think no one is watching.

I've seen it. Don't lie.

Stop fucking around with your life. You've got everything going for you. You have a drop dead sexy 23 year old blue-eyed brunette with big gorgeous tits who's dying to be your good little slut, a burgeoning pot field growing under lights in our closet, an XBOX and fully loaded gaming computer with enough illegally downloaded software to put us BOTH in jail for six lifetimes, AND a great job with upward mobility which is walking distance from your apartment. What the hell else could a man want?

Stop fucking around and get your shit together or I'll find another gamer geek to play out my Innuyasha fantasies with.

Sincerely,

Moi.

If this doesn't scream dream girl and perfect 10, I don't know what does.

Now if one of your favorite activities is to make sandwiches after giving blow jobs then we have a winner! :D

He really needs to get his shit together. Here's hoping he realizes what a great thing he has, before it's too late. Good luck. :rose:
 
Unfortunately......

Some men cannot see what they have until they nolonger have it.:(
 
Sweet of you to say. I think I have more than redeemed myself today.... and yet there are still things that need doing around here.

You already know there will ALWAYS be things left to do.
This is one of the few situations where the phrase" all things in moderation" actually benefits
;)
 
Dear Self,

Stop being a failure, stop being a fuck up, stop squandering your expensive education, stop being an insomniac, stop being a liar, stop pretending, stop feeling sorry for yourself, stop this self pity shit, stop being unhappy, stop wasting your time, stop being lazy, stop being a jerk, stop having an attention deficit disorder, and please, please, please stop being depressed.

With a swift kick in the ass,
Me

You're not the only one.
 
Dear X...
Please, please give me a break.. I'm fed up of feeling like this...
Thanks.



Dear X..
Please learn to be a little more modest about yourself. There is a difference between being told you look good, and reminding everyone and strutting around all the time trying to show off because you do look good. Working it is fine, but stop mentioning it every five minutes, it is starting to seem needy....
Thanks, Me..
 
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