Dear X,

Dear X,

Where did you go I wonder? It has been ages since I saw your snarky wit. :(
 
Dear soon to be x hubby

Try to treat the next one better than you treated me. You made me feel worthless and I sometimes hate you. FUCK YOU!!!!:mad::mad::mad::mad:
 
This is going to become my favorite thread I do believe. I have much to vent about.

Dear X,
You are a fucking asshole. You thought you had the right to plat God and chose to take something from me that I can never get back. You ripped the heart out of my chest, stomp all over it, grind it up and try to give it back. You destroyed in a single minute the beautiful future I envisoned for myself. You left me broken and utterly lost. Because you thought you wanted to experience something you had no right to experience you destroyed not one but two lives. You are a douchebag. Not only did you destroy my life, you ultimately destroyed your own and I hope that everyday you wake up miserable and unhappy you bastard. I'm so glad that you are where you are because if you were on the outside I would hunt you like an animal and make your life a living hell. I fucking hate you with every cell in my body you worthless piece of flesh.

Sincerely,
A Heartbroken Woman

Wow! That felt amazing. Thanks for letting me vent.
 
Terribly tired

Dear sleep deprived,

The best advice that anyone ever gave me was "sleep when the baby sleeps". Nice advice if the baby sleeps when you have time for a nap yourself, but not much help otherwise.

I'm sure you've scoured the Interweb for tips and tricks, but here's some that were useful to us. http://www.babycenter.com/0_expert-sleep-strategies-for-babies_1445907.bc

Wishing mama and baby a long, gloriously resful nap.

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Dear X,

Even though you never post here any more, I still look for you each time I log on.

Sincerely,

the good little witch.
 
Dear Willoughby,

You're entirely too old to be spending so much time thinking with your dick.

You treated me like dirt when you didn't have to, you've made me feel like a fool, and I can't respect you anymore.

If you ever manage to pull your head out of your ass, I think you might regret losing my affection.

Good luck with number five.

Signed,
Marianne
 
Dear X,

Why do you call me in the middle of the night? You know I have insomnia!

Your's Truly,
The person who is turning off their phone...
 
Dear X.
Why did I think things would change? You're a bitch with no regard for anyone but yourself and your precious golden boy. You gave me away 40 years ago just like the other 4. You fucking take and take and never give a damn thing. Oh you decided every so often to try and be the perfect parent but you failed. Miserably. You should have walked away permantly and left me the hell alone but you couldn't do that. I swear you have a sadistic streak a mile wide and you've mastered the art of the guilt trip. And the worst part? I can't be like you and walk away. The woman you gave me to raised me better than that. So maybe that makes me a bit sadistic too because I stay around for the abuse. One fucking comment today made in jest and you break me again. Will I ever learn? Evidentially not. So what does that say about me? That I'm still that 3 year old little girl that you pushed off the bed into the wall because you didn't want me near the baby? That 5 year old girl you gave away? The little lost girl who never understood how her mom could just abandon her and always wondered what the hell I did wrong? The girl you let get beat and thrown into the wall face first? Then you wonder why I'm fucked up. I cannot say what I really want to say to your face because I was raised to respect my parents. I have to vent here. Do I wish I could tell you? Hell yes I do. I wish I could hurt you the way you've hurt me for years. But you have to care about someone for them to be able to hurt you. So, you should be very thankful that I'm not like you. I won't leave you to fend for yourself. Maybe one day you will wake up and realize your mistakes. One day you might realize what you've destroyed. One day you might just be sorry. But I seriously doubted it.

Your daughter,
Me
 
Dear almost X
I'm sorry that when I met you just shy of 19, I allowed you to almost immediately isolate me from my friends. I'm sorry that I didn't have the self respect or self esteem to see your emotional manipulation for what it was and allowed you to talk me into leaving my university and my dance dreams to instead attend the local community college. I'm sorry that I thought it was cute and caring when you would show up at school and be waiting for me in the parking lot after my class when in fact I realized much later how possessive and controlling this was. I'm sorry in the 3+ years of dating you I was too blind and stupid to see all the signs of your emotional and verbal abuse. I'm sorry that I allowed these patterns of behavior to set the tone for our entire relationship. I'm sorry that I agreed to marry you and exchange vows. I'm sorry you still don't realize the difference between my apologies and regret. I'm sorry that you will never realize that I don't regret marrying you for 2 huge reasons, our beautiful baby girls. I'm so sorry you can't see what an amazing gift they are to our lives. I'm sorry that 12 years ago when I found out my dad wasn't my biological father you chose to minuplate the situation to isolate me further from my family. I'm sorry that you saw that situation as an opportunity to reinforce what you knew were my insecurities and you chose to twist past family events to suit your purposes instead of supporting me and validating me in positive ways. I'm sorry that when I gave birth to our first baby girl and looked into her eyes you missed the inner strength motherhood began to give me. I'm sorry you didn't see the determination in my eyes when I went back to school for my Masters knowing that I was going to find away to make my life better. I'm sorry that you didn't catch my resolve to start my professional career after the birth of our second daughter. I'm sorry you felt intimidated personally when my professional life saw success and I caught a glimmer of my old outgoing personality again. I'm sorry that you played games when I asked you to go to marriage counseling with me and I was so hurt when nothing changed. I'm sorry that you couldn't see the pain I felt when I experienced true sudden loss for the first time of someone close to me. I'm sorry that instead of dealing with my feelings I just shut down. I'm sorry that you didn't notice a change in me when I was finally exposed to the fact that no marriage is perfect but there has to be a mutual respect. I'm sorry you were so clueless when I started talking about my new male friend and his marriage and that you didnt care enough to ask questions or realize that for the first time in my adult life I felt an emotional connection to another man. I'm sorry that you missed it when I learned thru that experience that most men who claim to love their wives would never treat them the way you treated me. I'm sorry that you didn't believe me 17 months ago when I told you I wanted a divorce and you laughed at me. I'm sorry it took me another 4 months to actually go see a lawyer, hoping against all hope you would change. I'm so so sorry that it took me an additional year of absolute heartache and despair and therapy to realize that you would never change for me or for our family and that it was so very wrong for me to ever expect any of those changes anyway. I'm so sorry that you were so self absorbed these past 12 months that you haven't noticed all the changes I made in me, for my family and most importantly, for myself. I'm sorry you were offended when I decided to leave my awesomely lucretive job only because it put stress on you to be the provider for our family for the first time in our entire married life. I'm sorry you failed to notice that I was walking away from something that I had spent years building from nothing simply because I realized one day that I worked for a man that treated me exactly the same way that you did. And for the first time in my life, I was no longer willing to accept that treatment. I'm sorry that you couldn't see, believe or understand that if I wasn't willing to accept that behavior any longer from my boss, I most certainly would never continue to accept that behavior from someone who claimed to love me. I'm sorry that even as the papers arrived in the mail, instead of reaching out to try and have an adult discussion you instead chose to attack me and twist these events into a blame game in lieu of accepting any responsibility for what we had created in our relationship. I'm sorry that in these past few weeks you have alternated between throwing things at me, crying and begging me to stay and going as far as to threaten to kill yourself if I went thru with the divorce. I'm sorry that you still don't see that I am no longer threatened by you or scared of you or intimitaded by you. I'm so sorry that you don't get that I don't want anything from you except full custody of our kids. I'm sorry that you think that the threat of refusal to pay any child support, provide insurance or any other thing you can come up with doesn't deter me. I'm sorry you don't have the confidence in me that I have in myself to know that no matter what, I will always be able to provide for myself and our girls. I'm sorry that you are willing to sacrifice the ability to have as smooth of a transition as possible for our kids in order to emotionally manipulate me as long as possible. Most of all I'm sorry that you lost the power that you held over me for so long and you are so scared you can't even see straight. I'm sorry it had to come to this. I'm sorry you will spend years blaming me and telling anyone that will listen how you're a victim and how wronged you have been. I'm sorry it took me so long to make all this happen. I'm so very sweetly sickeningly sorry that you will have to watch as my 40's will be amazing and free and that our girls will also experience a new level of freedom and emotional growth that I could have never imagined for them before. I'm so sorry that it took me until 39 to realize my own value and self worth and feel good about myself but now that I do, I know nothing will stop me from staying positive and working to achieve whatever I set my mind to.
 
Dear almost X
I'm sorry that when I met you just shy of 19, I allowed you to almost immediately isolate me from my friends. .....I'm so sorry that it took me until 39 to realize my own value and self worth and feel good about myself but now that I do, I know nothing will stop me from staying positive and working to achieve whatever I set my mind to.

Dear Daddysbaby150....
I know we've never met, we've never bumped into one another before and my opinion doesn't matter one whit...
But I am so fucking proud of you I could squeak!
You. Go. Girl.
What an amazing thing you have accomplished there for you and your children.
It's not too late for your dreams, to make incredible things happen and I'm glad you aren't wasting another minute.

With love..
in awe Litster
 
Dear X.

I hope you're okay.

Thinking of you...

Sincerely, with hugs,
Bunn.
 
Dear X,
I loved the way you became so hard while I was in your mouth. It was lovely. You did great.
 
Last laugh

Dear X,
Even though you tried to paint me as the villain to the kids, everyone was smart enough to see thru your lies. Now that they have hit adulthood and can make their own descions without it tied to money, I do believe you are gonna be a lonely loathing bitch!
 
Thanks for fucking up my Christmas. You don't bother with our daughter all freaking year,last year and the first 22 yes of her life, for that matter. We've waited all day for her to come back so we can do our Christmas. Our presents remain unopened.

FUCK YOU, You piece of shit
 
Dear Australia,

You got it right! Yes to marriage equality! Now let’s hope the idiots in power can too.

Sincerely,
Pleasantly Surprised and quietly elated

Fantastic! Let's you and I get married so I can get out of this hell hole. ;)
 
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