An Open Letter To _____

Dear Me,

This week? Is going to be crap. It is. Worse than last week, if indeed such things are possible. Pretending otherwise is stupid and we know that, don't we?

But you're also going to get through it, thanks in no small part to the people in your life.

You're allowed to cry.
You're allowed to be angry.
And you're allowed to admit that you're not as strong as you sometimes make out.

But you're not allowed to give up.
Understand? You keep going because they keep going, or kept going, as long as they could.

Love you, and lots of others do too, keep that in mind when the bad things happen this week.

It'll be over before you know it. Promise.

Love,
Me
x
 
Dear Me,

This week? Is going to be crap. It is. Worse than last week, if indeed such things are possible. Pretending otherwise is stupid and we know that, don't we?

But you're also going to get through it, thanks in no small part to the people in your life.

You're allowed to cry.
You're allowed to be angry.
And you're allowed to admit that you're not as strong as you sometimes make out.

But you're not allowed to give up.
Understand? You keep going because they keep going, or kept going, as long as they could.

Love you, and lots of others do too, keep that in mind when the bad things happen this week.

It'll be over before you know it. Promise.

Love,
Me
x

And some people won't let you give up, freckles.
 
Dear Me,

This week? Is going to be crap. It is. Worse than last week, if indeed such things are possible. Pretending otherwise is stupid and we know that, don't we?

But you're also going to get through it, thanks in no small part to the people in your life.

You're allowed to cry.
You're allowed to be angry.
And you're allowed to admit that you're not as strong as you sometimes make out.

But you're not allowed to give up.
Understand? You keep going because they keep going, or kept going, as long as they could.

Love you, and lots of others do too, keep that in mind when the bad things happen this week.

It'll be over before you know it. Promise.

Love,
Me
x

And some people won't let you give up, freckles.

What the Rufflybutt Daddy one said, sis. By your side. In your pocket. Like a vibrator you can't turn off. giggles
 
Dear Me,

This just needs to be put into writing because the last two months you have kicked serious ass. In the last two months you have:

Found a long term, non-medicinal method of treating and managing your pain levels.

Knocked your pain level from a permanant 7 without narcotic pain meds or 4 with them down to a 1-0 depending on the day.

Been able to do things you have not been able to do in years like walk your dogs, mow your lawn, walk around for more than 20 minutes.

Gained 4 pounds which most people would see as a step backward, but with all of the muscle atrophy you have that number will grow further before it goes the other direction.

Started and stuck with exercising despite 3 huge set backs. (2 pulled muscles and a horrid stomach flu.)

Dropped your a1C down to 6.4 which is actually considered pre-diabetes range.

Your thyroid levels are back where they should be.

Found different ways without controlled substances to manage your sleep cycle. (Fuck you ambien, no more melting walls!)

Are still seeking out ways to increase muscle elasticity.

Removed narcotics from your system and have them on hand only for flare ups. From taking 4 oxy a day to none you kicked your two biggest fears. Being on Narcotics for the rest of your life and getting addicted to them.

Managed to get yourself into a healthy frame of mind without anti-depressants.

There is still a long way to go, but you can handle it. You have already come so much farther than you dared to hope. It is all up from here. Do what you always do. Dig your heels in and keep swinging.
 
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Bah ha ha ha!

Really? Comic book villain laughter is the best you could come up with?

I am used to subpar attempts at insult from you, hell I rather enjoy them on some level. It is kinda like watching a fat kid bend down to tie his shoes. Equal parts sad and hilarious and you can't decide if you should just sit back and laugh or take pity on him. This is even worse than the norm though.

I feel rather disappointed. I can't believe you let me down man crush.
 
Hey, remember that time you were leaving?

Dear Lounge,

You have been my home for several years. You have offered pain, joy, laughter, love, and a ton of other good and bad things since I first started coming here. You have changed. This place used to be a hub, you could always find a place to enjoy company with like minded people. I have very fond memories of hanging out in Cloud 9, memories of occasionally stepping foot in the china pearl.

You no longer nurture diversity. The people who used to bring love and laughter to this place have left, one by one. This place is hostile now. When a new player cannot have a conversation with a veteran without the whole of the lounge players joining in to harass him, that is open hostility.

Lounge, you are no longer my home, haven't been for some time. I may peek my head in, I may chat with a friend here from time to time, but it is time to say goodbye, literotica. I will finish out my threads here, but those who wish to stay in contact with me know how to do so.

I wish you luck lounge denizens, you are going to need it.

FD.



No wait, that wasn't it. That was this year. I meant the other little fit you threw and said you were leaving.

Dear jealous cunts,

Fuck you. Repeatedly. In the ass with a dildo made of broken glass. I come on to this board to have fun and enjoy myself. I don't know who you are, but I can take a few guesses. Get a hobby that doesn't involve stalking me. I stopped posting a lot in the lounges for quite a long time because of crap like this.

I don't need it, and I don't want it. So find a new fucking game to play because I'm done. I'll not be posting in the lounges anymore.

A fond fuck you
FD.



Twice in one thread! Attention is so hard to come by these days, isn't it?

But anyway, you were telling us all about how awesome you are. Please, continue, I'm fascinated!
 
Hey, remember that time you were leaving?





No wait, that wasn't it. That was this year. I meant the other little fit you threw and said you were leaving.





Twice in one thread! Attention is so hard to come by these days, isn't it?

But anyway, you were telling us all about how awesome you are. Please, continue, I'm fascinated!

That is a little better. Much more like what I have come to expect from you. Bringing up things that have no bearing on the current situation.

However I will go ahead and address this, since you bring it up often.

Not a word I said in those posts were wrong. I did leave both of those times. Apparently the problem is that you lack reading comprehension skills. In neither of those did I say that I would never be back. As a matter of fact the most recent one I even said I would be around from time to time. Considering that I post here on average a post or three every couple of days more on the random occasion that there is someone who I feel like talking to around I might post more.

Oh, I am sure you can continue to attempt to make those into something more than the truth, but let me remind you that you know someone who has made that exact same type of post and left, then came back, except she changed her screen name.

As for how I feel? Pretty damn good thank you for asking. I pretty much covered most of the important stuff with a previous post.
 
Oh right.

Like people that can quit smoking any time they want, until they light up that next cigarette.

Anyway, while I have your attention, why don't we talk?

What's it like not having a conscience? Are you jealous when you look around you, at the people you pass on the street, maybe the people that live in the very house you do, and see them able to feel empathy and connect with other people and wish you could do that? Or do you just see it as a weakness they have, but you are free of?

I've never, knowingly at least, spoken with a sociopath before, so naturally I'm curious.
 
Oh right.

Like people that can quit smoking any time they want, until they light up that next cigarette.

Anyway, while I have your attention, why don't we talk?

What's it like not having a conscience? Are you jealous when you look around you, at the people you pass on the street, maybe the people that live in the very house you do, and see them able to feel empathy and connect with other people and wish you could do that? Or do you just see it as a weakness they have, but you are free of?

I've never, knowingly at least, spoken with a sociopath before, so naturally I'm curious.

I find this interesting. It is almost like we are having separate conversations. I present you with a logical argument, and when you realize you have no counter you just go off in another direction.

On to your question. I am afraid I can't answer it. If there is anything I am guilty of it is having an excess of empathy. I often know what people are feeling and even sometimes thinking without them saying a word. Granted such things do not transfer well over text as you are almost entirely robbed of the context clues required to read someone. Still I do pretty well. Unless the person is naturally deceptive, or simply unstable. People like that are just hard to read as they either decieve you, or the clues they give off are so erratic that when you have a bead on them they change. Of course some people simply don't click well. I have been wrong before, but it does not happen often.

As for a lack of conscience or not; I am not sure you are in a place to judge me. Frankly you have never taken the time to get to know me, so you have only hearsay information. If you actually did know me you would have known just how empathic I am.

There you are. All of the questions answered. Have a nice day.
 
I find this interesting. It is almost like we are having separate conversations. I present you with a logical argument, and when you realize you have no counter you just go off in another direction.

On to your question. I am afraid I can't answer it. If there is anything I am guilty of it is having an excess of empathy. I often know what people are feeling and even sometimes thinking without them saying a word. Granted such things do not transfer well over text as you are almost entirely robbed of the context clues required to read someone. Still I do pretty well. Unless the person is naturally deceptive, or simply unstable. People like that are just hard to read as they either decieve you, or the clues they give off are so erratic that when you have a bead on them they change. Of course some people simply don't click well. I have been wrong before, but it does not happen often.

As for a lack of conscience or not; I am not sure you are in a place to judge me. Frankly you have never taken the time to get to know me, so you have only hearsay information. If you actually did know me you would have known just how empathic I am.

There you are. All of the questions answered. Have a nice day.

Well if you're just going to keep up this charade, then what's the point?

It's okay. You'll go for the pity again soon, the hypochondria will rear it's ugly head again soon... you maybe don't want to admit to it, but the signs are there.

When you're ready to admit it though, I'll be around. Unless I throw a tantrum and leave.
 
Dear Vail
You KNEW he'd say something like that eventually.
You coulda swallowed first
(Thats what SHE said!)
-Macbook Wet

You'd think they'd have some kind of Macbook Wet by now. Like the waterproof companion to the Macbook Air or something.
 
You guys are so cute when you are patting each other on the back.

I knew a kool-aid drinker would show up eventually. Not one of you can handle anything without help. Always need a hand holder.

I'm going to bed, have fun children.
 
Dear Me,

This just needs to be put into writing because the last two months you have kicked serious ass. In the last two months you have:

Found a long term, non-medicinal method of treating and managing your pain levels.

Knocked your pain level from a permanant 7 without narcotic pain meds or 4 with them down to a 1-0 depending on the day.

Been able to do things you have not been able to do in years like walk your dogs, mow your lawn, walk around for more than 20 minutes.

Gained 4 pounds which most people would see as a step backward, but with all of the muscle atrophy you have that number will grow further before it goes the other direction.

Started and stuck with exercising despite 3 huge set backs. (2 pulled muscles and a horrid stomach flu.)

Dropped your a1C down to 6.4 which is actually considered pre-diabetes range.

Your thyroid levels are back where they should be.

Found different ways without controlled substances to manage your sleep cycle. (Fuck you ambien, no more melting walls!)

Are still seeking out ways to increase muscle elasticity.

Removed narcotics from your system and have them on hand only for flare ups. From taking 4 oxy a day to none you kicked your two biggest fears. Being on Narcotics for the rest of your life and getting addicted to them.

Managed to get yourself into a healthy frame of mind without anti-depressants.

There is still a long way to go, but you can handle it. You have already come so much farther than you dared to hope. It is all up from here. Do what you always do. Dig your heels in and keep swinging.

Congratulations FD. :)

This was an awsome read!

As you already know I am so happy that you have found a combination of strategies that are finally working.

I do have a technique that may help you with your elasticity issues. It is called PNF...proprioceptive neuromuscular facilitation. It requires a second person but I think I can figure out a way you can do it alone depending on your target muscle group.

I will shoot you a PM with specific details or explain verbally if that is easier.

* hugs*

Yeishia:rose:
 
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