An Open Letter To _____

To the Beautiful One,
I wait for you to come to me, to hold me, to embrace me with your calm. I ask that you visit and yet you never come. I will be patient though because you are worth it. Your dark tone and eyes captivate me. I need you more than ever now and yet you prolong the visit. Why do you prolong it? I have no idea but I know you will come, soon hopefully. I need you to lay with me and put me to sleep so that I know that the rest that will come will be a peaceful one. Peace...that is all I ask, need, and want right now. I want to bring you here sooner than you want, but I will not push for you to grace me with your presence no matter how much I look forward to seeing you. I just pray that soon, very soon, you will give me what I ask of you because I know you are the only one that can provide it to me. However, if you have plans or are busy I understand. You just understand this...no matter when you have time to call upon me I will be willing, waiting, and ready!

D
 
I've finally stopped it. I have. I think. I don't think I can ever stop completely.
I understand. It took awhile, because it hurt. But I understand. That was not you.
I think I knew before you did.

Happy birthday.
I can't tell you it anywhere else.
 
I've finally stopped it. I have. I think. I don't think I can ever stop completely.
I understand. It took awhile, because it hurt. But I understand. That was not you.
I think I knew before you did.

Happy birthday.
I can't tell you it anywhere else.

This touched me.
 
To the guy who would not be fired,

It really won't help you to keep calling in sick so that the notification will not take place. It is too late to save your job now. You might as well come in long enough to get your stuff and your final check.

The time to think about saving your job was every day during the last several weeks during your time with us. You have been on your 90 day probationary period before full salaried employment was to kick in, and in that time you've called in sick or simply not showed up more days than I have in the entire year. (And I have 18 personal leave days after the amount of time I've been working there!)

When you do decide to show up, you are usually between a half hour to an hour late. You as often as not claim to have to leave early due to a doctor's appointment or something to do with your kids and your babysitter. And when you do actually do any work, it is riddled with mistakes. I'm not talking about a few mistakes; I mean EVERY drawing you make is wrong! How can that even be possible? Surely you'd have to get it right some times. Even when I inadvertently made a drawing for one of the parts you were supposed to draw, and it was given to you and you were told to make yours look exactly like that because it was right, you couldn't even COPY!

You make me terribly embarrassed to admit that I was the one who showed you how to make part drawings. Although you seemed to 'get it' and didn't act at all like you had questions or did not understand, (even when I asked you if you had any questions,) when you finally finished your first work assignment (3 days past the deadline to get it done!) our supervisor was checking your work and called me into her office to ask me why EVERY single one of your drawings were blatantly wrong! It was inexplicable to me, since you claimed to understand what was going on. I can only assume that you simply pay no attention to what you are doing at all.

And so as a result, the work you screwed up was given to me and a co-worker to fix because there was not enough time to let you take a shot at screwing it up again even worse. The job had to be finished and sent to the production department for fabrication. You were given other chances, but you continued to treat this job as if it was your personal entitlement. You need to understand that the reason for hiring you was so that you could ease the workload on the other designers, not increase it with your incompetence.

And so now, when you finally deign to come back to work, you will find your replacement occupying your workstation. Yes, that's right, we've already hired the person who is replacing you, and they will be starting next week. You were supposed to have been let go by then, but you chose not to come to work and call in 'sick' instead.

I know you are young, but you are going to have to learn that life is not your personal entitlement. The world does not owe you a living. You had better learn it soon, if you expect to get and keep another job. Companies hire an employee expecting that the value they bring will exceed the cost of their employment. In your case, you only added more and more cost. They are not there to do you a favor. You must bring value to the table if you expect to continue being employed there. Letting you go is not a personal thing, it is a business thing.

I feel sorry for your kids and your family, but you brought this on yourself.

Good luck.....you're gonna need it.
 
To the worthless "man"
You are a worthless piece of shit who does not deserve to grace this earth with your fucked up presence! If I had my way I would beat you until you begged for death and then just let you bleed out while I watched with a smile on my face! I was thinking about letting our little "situation" go because who was involved but every bone in my body, heart, and mind says Hell to the No!!! I have never hated anyone in my life but there is a first time for everything.
What you need to do is thank God that the military taught me self control otherwise I would be in lock up and you would be 6 feet down! I hate you and everything you "think" you stand for! You are just taking up space and you should politely and quietly solve that problem on your own. If you are having trouble solving this problem I will gladly help while smiling all the way! I can show you how to play in traffic if you would like. I have no problem with seeing you go down one way or another.
For your sake I pray I get a handle on this before we meet again because I now have a new mission in life...you! (God, or whoever, help me with this)

D
 
Dearest bossypantz,

I'm marked. We're fighting.
Thought you should know.

Yours,
Vi
 
Dear Asshole movie goer,

You wanna go bitch to other managers about how I'm "rude" for saying I can't do this for you? Really? Our policies are what they are and I have to abide by them. Just because you're a dumb bitch who can't make her fucking wants clear the first time does not mean that you're now going to get whatever you want to make up for the mistake.

For fuck's sake, I gave you the damn refunds (even though I shouldn't have) and I fucking was nice the entire damn time. I broke policy to fucking satisfy you. So please explain how I was being "rude?"

I hate bitches like you. I get that some people you just can't make happy, but when I fucking bend over backwards to fucking fix something for you don't be a little pussy and run off to tell how I was rude when I wasn't!

You haven't even begin to see just how fucking rude I can get. But, keep pushing my damn buttons and you will.


Oh, also to the dude who threw up in a sold out theater,

Thanks buddy, you made my day all the better.

Sincerely,

The Fucking Manager.
 
Dear Asshole movie goer,

You wanna go bitch to other managers about how I'm "rude" for saying I can't do this for you? Really? Our policies are what they are and I have to abide by them. Just because you're a dumb bitch who can't make her fucking wants clear the first time does not mean that you're now going to get whatever you want to make up for the mistake.

For fuck's sake, I gave you the damn refunds (even though I shouldn't have) and I fucking was nice the entire damn time. I broke policy to fucking satisfy you. So please explain how I was being "rude?"

I hate bitches like you. I get that some people you just can't make happy, but when I fucking bend over backwards to fucking fix something for you don't be a little pussy and run off to tell how I was rude when I wasn't!

You haven't even begin to see just how fucking rude I can get. But, keep pushing my damn buttons and you will.


Oh, also to the dude who threw up in a sold out theater,

Thanks buddy, you made my day all the better.

Sincerely,

The Fucking Manager.

Mmmmm fucking manager.
 
Dear Asshole movie goer,

This is why I don't go to the movies anymore. People are obnoxious. This is why I don't work retail anymore. People are rude and uncaring.

You wouldn't have to refund me my money. Just look at me with those eyes of yours and I would be content. I'm jusr sayin'...
 
Dear Me~

This is hard. I know it is. Doing what you think is right, even when others are saying NO, it's not. I know it is a difficult prospect, trying to do what is needed instead of what you want. Let's face it. You are selfish and the idea of it is just hurtful.

It is what it is.

So I know it hurts and I know it's hard, but you have to do it. No excuses. One doesn't need strength when shit is easy...and I know you are on your last reserves. I know that sleeping forever sounds like a good idea. I KNOW that you are tired and agitated and depressed in a way that you can not explain~

not to a therapist, not to your friends, not even to yourself.

Guess what? You are going to do it any fucking way. SO you get the fuck up, slap a motherfucking smile on your face and get it done. YOU fucking fake it til it becomes second fucking nature.

Do you understand me? Quitting, no matter how much you want to, is NOT an option. I won't let you. I mean it.

Are we clear?

Good.

Always~

Me.
 
This is why I don't go to the movies anymore. People are obnoxious. This is why I don't work retail anymore. People are rude and uncaring.

You wouldn't have to refund me my money. Just look at me with those eyes of yours and I would be content. I'm jusr sayin'...

We have trained the general public that if you piss and moan and throw a big enough tantrum you will get what you want. We taught them that being a 2 year old will give you rewards. That is why dream is dealing with what she is right now.
 
We have trained the general public that if you piss and moan and throw a big enough tantrum you will get what you want. We taught them that being a 2 year old will give you rewards. That is why dream is dealing with what she is right now.

There are worst things in the world peeps...trust me...
 
Dear Me~

This is hard. I know it is. Doing what you think is right, even when others are saying NO, it's not. I know it is a difficult prospect, trying to do what is needed instead of what you want. Let's face it. You are selfish and the idea of it is just hurtful.

It is what it is.

So I know it hurts and I know it's hard, but you have to do it. No excuses. One doesn't need strength when shit is easy...and I know you are on your last reserves. I know that sleeping forever sounds like a good idea. I KNOW that you are tired and agitated and depressed in a way that you can not explain~

not to a therapist, not to your friends, not even to yourself.

Guess what? You are going to do it any fucking way. SO you get the fuck up, slap a motherfucking smile on your face and get it done. YOU fucking fake it til it becomes second fucking nature.

Do you understand me? Quitting, no matter how much you want to, is NOT an option. I won't let you. I mean it.

Are we clear?

Good.

Always~

Me.


*Wrapping my arms around you in a long lingering hug, just sharing warmth and strength with you.* :heart:

When you take that option off the table, what else can you do but keep on 'keeping on'? :rose:
 
*Wrapping my arms around you in a long lingering hug, just sharing warmth and strength with you.* :heart:

When you take that option off the table, what else can you do but keep on 'keeping on'? :rose:

snuggles in and sighs, long and low

Truth. I have tried spreading cheer and behaving as normally as possible...but i find it wears on one after a while. THIS was so I understand that I am not allowing myself to act rashly.

It is a choice~to be weak and selfish or to keep going...

a low whisper

I am running on dregs though, blessing.
 
snuggles in and sighs, long and low

Truth. I have tried spreading cheer and behaving as normally as possible...but i find it wears on one after a while. THIS was so I understand that I am not allowing myself to act rashly.

It is a choice~to be weak and selfish or to keep going...

a low whisper

I am running on dregs though, blessing.

I know that feeling, believe me. There was a time when I felt so worthless that I thought I had to donate blood platelets and plasma in order to feel justified in living. My blood literally became my self worth.

Things are better now, but life still often feels like 'filler' between the more important events. And when I look at what 'events' are left for me, it doesn't seem like much to look forward to.

But here is the secret that is right in front of us, and yet so hard to see sometimes. We touch so many others' lives with our own, and whatever small part we play in their lives, is a treasure for them that we cannot value, only they can. We also cannot hold that presence in their lives to be valueless, no matter what we feel like, ourselves. To take something that precious away from them would be the worst kind of theft.

And all of this is to say nothing of the people we haven't even met yet, whose life paths will intersect with ours in the future. I know I touch the lives of people now that I would never have imagined meeting 15 years ago. Imagine if I had given up and quit back then..... As hard as it is to keep going sometimes, it's life, and it matters....to more people than you or I will ever know. In the meantime, look forward to the little things you can find enjoyment in, and just survive the rest.
 
I know that feeling, believe me. There was a time when I felt so worthless that I thought I had to donate blood platelets and plasma in order to feel justified in living. My blood literally became my self worth.

Things are better now, but life still often feels like 'filler' between the more important events. And when I look at what 'events' are left for me, it doesn't seem like much to look forward to.

But here is the secret that is right in front of us, and yet so hard to see sometimes. We touch so many others' lives with our own, and whatever small part we play in their lives, is a treasure for them that we cannot value, only they can. We also cannot hold that presence in their lives to be valueless, no matter what we feel like, ourselves. To take something that precious away from them would be the worst kind of theft.

And all of this is to say nothing of the people we haven't even met yet, whose life paths will intersect with ours in the future. I know I touch the lives of people now that I would never have imagined meeting 15 years ago. Imagine if I had given up and quit back then..... As hard as it is to keep going sometimes, it's life, and it matters....to more people than you or I will ever know. In the meantime, look forward to the little things you can find enjoyment in, and just survive the rest.

I will try to remember, love. I will.
 
There are worst things in the world peeps...trust me...

Couldn't agree with you more Zy, that doesn't mean that it should not be examined however.

Dear Me~

This is hard. I know it is. Doing what you think is right, even when others are saying NO, it's not. I know it is a difficult prospect, trying to do what is needed instead of what you want. Let's face it. You are selfish and the idea of it is just hurtful.

It is what it is.

So I know it hurts and I know it's hard, but you have to do it. No excuses. One doesn't need strength when shit is easy...and I know you are on your last reserves. I know that sleeping forever sounds like a good idea. I KNOW that you are tired and agitated and depressed in a way that you can not explain~

not to a therapist, not to your friends, not even to yourself.

Guess what? You are going to do it any fucking way. SO you get the fuck up, slap a motherfucking smile on your face and get it done. YOU fucking fake it til it becomes second fucking nature.

Do you understand me? Quitting, no matter how much you want to, is NOT an option. I won't let you. I mean it.

Are we clear?

Good.

Always~

Me.

You know how to find me lovely wolf, you know how I feel, and that I am here for you no matter what.

Aside from all that you can and will get through this. The thing about true strength of character, the people who are truly strong. Even when you are running on fumes when you reach down there is always a new layer you didn't know was there.

If for some reason you can't find it, then you also know you are loved and cherished by many fantastic people who would have your back without hesitation.

Remember no one is an island, lovely one. :kiss: :heart:
 
Dear New Year,

Can you please be nice to all my friends, both RL and online? I would appreciate it very much.

Love,
Zy :heart:
 
Dear Universe,

That was not funny. Are you trying to push my buttons on the first day of the new year? Seriously? Already? I am not amused. I know it wasn't anything serious but it was annoying as hell. As you know, I was roleplaying with a friend when the power went out for two hours. So, I took it all in stride, went and got some things done. But did you really have to test me so? When the power came back up and my modem didn't work? When I was forced to listen to some automated voice put me through my paces yet again before it decided I needed to talk to a flesh and blood person? At least the guy sounded cute and had a sense of humor. So when he told me I needed a new power cord for my modem and he went so far as to give me the address and phone number, even thoughtfully called them to see if they were even open, I thought that was great even if it meant I couldn't access the net until tomorrow. You made up for it by insuring that all I needed to do was unplug the power source and unkink the cord and replug back in. I am functional again thankyouverymuch.

I'm still annoyed with you. For the record.

Me~
 
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Dear Cousin,
I love you dearly, and you know that. We have been around each other for such a high portion of our childhood, and helped each other through a lot of dumb shit.

I know a long portion of time led to us not talking.
I'm trying to figure out what happened then to make THIS out of you.

I see my old cousin in there; the fun loving guy, the philosopher, the artist, the guy who did anything for his family.

But.
There's another corner, that drives me insane.
This "conspiracy theory" obsessed side, that insists on trying to pull me into it.

I. Do not. Want. To hear it.
Anything else, I will gladly discuss.
But when you get to this crap, I do not know you.
So.
Knock it off.
Or I'll slap you.
 
DEAR WORLD THAT I LIVE IN.


Look. I'm me. Got that. And I think we need to address some things before I seriously snap.

1. I'm me!!!! Okay! I'm one person, all the way. I don't change complete personalities in front of groups of people, I don't act like a popular, pretty chick to get attention, I don't cry to get attention either. Frankly? I don't give a FUCK I said you were fake because you are. You call me an ass-kisser, and a brown-noser but yet you are in front of a group of people, and act like a totally-different-person. How the FUCK does that sound to you? Hm? I know people do it to a certain extent but you took the mutha fucker to a whole another level! That's not cool and it doesn't sit right with me. At least I'm real. And that's more than you will ever be.

2. I do NOT speak white. If I hear that phrase one more time I will slit the person's throat, and cut out their vocal cords. I speak CORRECTLY. I speak proper ENGLISH. I don't cut off my words, and I like to use my words in a complete sentence. To say I talk like a completely different race in IGNORANT. How dare you? I never understood as a child and I still don't understand but frankly I'm sick of it. Don't blame me because I GET better shit then you do.

See the way you act??! That's why. Fuck you. Fuck all you fucking people!
 
Dear You,

You need to understand something. You do not get to prod me about writing for our thread nor do you get to tell me to stop flirting with my gentleman friend and write for you. We both know that text was only partly in jest. Do not go there. The outcome will not be pretty.

I'm like a lioness with a sore paw today and your impatience has irritated me. No, I'm beyond irritated with you at the moment.

I can't believe you said that to me. I really can't.

Don't bother texting. I won't be answering you. Not tonight. Maybe not tomorrow either. Just step off.
 
To You,
What happened to the times when I could speak what was on my mind and we would just agree to disagree? Why is it every time I try to explain how I feel it is supposedly a shot at you? Why can't you just ask instead of jumping the gun and making me feel like shit for saying anything? What has happened to those days? It has gotten to the point where I want to be around you, but when you are I just want you to go away. I know I don't expect anything from you. However, I expect to be able to explain myself, my feelings, with out being chastised for it just like I do with everyone else I know and speak with. I feel like you expect me to just take it all in until I explode and not ask questions, to not say a word. I am there for you when I feel I shouldn't but love keeps me doing it. I know you think I am full of shit, but it is true. I told you I am trying to be better, trying to do better. So, why is the assumption always being made that I am still the prick you knew? I am damned if I do, damned if I don't. I have no idea what I should say or do anymore when you are around and that is NOT how it should be. I can't help that I hold things in until I can't anymore. I feel like that is what you expect, a charade. I guess my words on this matter have no weight. So, what do you want me to do? Tell me and it is yours!

D
 
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