I've let it go as much as I can, I'll be honest, but down deep inside, I know I deserve better.

^I'm sorry, Brig. That sounds really annoying.

Dear blades,

Bye.

Dear Self,
Why are you never good enough?

^
Dear Self:

Stop putting yourself down.

-Me
________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Dear Me:

Guard your heart.

-Me

Dear Unnamed:

Nice of you to use my shoulder as a .... pillow.... when you had one? You're on a dating fast, for starters, because it's you're a first year missionary ... but ... wow .... you ... wow .... why are you so attractive anyway?!?! Plus I'm still a student, you're technically staff. That was just ...awkward.

-Me

(For the record the unnamed is NOT the my guy friend I'm having issues with. To make it perfectly clear)

Dear Unnamed,

Hey cutie. I spotted you in Publix yesterday and can't stop thinking about you. Maybe we can be friends? Perhaps, if I start working alongside you.

From,

Your secret admirer

Dear Unnamed,

It was good to meet you and have someone to talk to other than imaginary people in my head.

Sincerely

a lonely writer

You certainly kept seconds to refresh the page.

Dear Unnamed:

What the heck? You liked that post in -this page- tonight just as you asked me tonight if I'm playing soccer? That's just .... AWKWARD. Way to give it away.

-Me

Dear Unnamed,

Life you suck
My poetry is lame
I'm so sick of playing this game
Back and forth between lies and truth
In the end the point is moot
Can I just be happy
Instead of so ashamed

I'd like another chance
For things to feel real
But all you ever give
Is a setback
From a chance to heal

Love,

Me

Dear unnamed "Friend",
GROW the F*** UP.
I've heard from mutual friends that any of your negativity regarding my theater success/endeavors/exploits springs from jealousy, but seriously? I learned how to deal with jealousy when I was 8. You missed the show I was in last year because you put it off and put it off, then took a last minute trip out of town the last weekend. Yeah, sure, you were "so bummed" you missed it. If you had really wanted to see it, you had 10 other opportunities before you decided to have a drunken spring break spree. You work a M-F daytime job. Absolutely no excuse to miss a show that someone who means so much to you- that you asked her to be in your wedding because you just couldn't imagine it without her- is in. Except that you are so self absorbed in your own bitter jealousy and selfish plans that you can't take two hours off to be supportive. Thanks. When I drove 30 and 50 minutes to see the last two shows you were in, you can't drive literally 3 minutes down the street to see this one??
GET OVER IT.
~Me

^I'm sorry, Brig. That's really frustrating.

Dear Unnamed:

What the heck happened? We were 'best friends'. Now we are what, acquaintances? I don't even know anymore.

Me

Dear Unnamed,

Why did you have to die? Why in your 60s? You were always so happy... you had a wonderful husband, children, grandchildren, a job you liked... everything! Why didn't you have the will to fight the cancer anymore, when other people do?

It isn't for my own sake I feel this way. I'm doing ok. I'll miss you, but I know I'll always have my memories of you. But think of what your kids are going through! And your husband! The two of you had the most amazing marriage, you've been happy together 24/7 since long before I was born... just think of how he must be suffering! And think of how I feel, knowing that he, Luke and Kerry will never get over losing you, never be the same, and wanting to make everything all better for them but knowing it's impossible!

Why did you leave us so soon?

Love,
your niece