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Dear chocolate in the candy drawer,

Please stop shouting my name. I know you are in there, and yes, I want and miss you too. I have determined that before a certain day when I have to have lots of photos taken, you and I will have to part ways.

I love you

You know that


Now hush.

Dear Chocolate in the candy drawer Lister,

Please bring your chocolate to me, obviously my jeans want me in bigger pants.

From one more jean down Lister.
 
Dear Jeans,

I was complaining about you the other day. You are too big for me, way too big. I can pull you off without unbuttoning or unzipping you, yet I've kept you around because well, I can't really buy new ones to replace you. That changed just a few minutes ago. . .

I sat down and you ripped. How the hell do jeans that are so big I can "pants" myself rip at the ass? My ass is big, but not big enough to fill your cottony goodness. I don't get it. Did you want to be tossed in the trash? It's going to happen as soon as I have to get up and go to the bathroom. I'm going to have to go downstairs and change because no one in this house wants to see my pink panties and my white ass cheeks.

I think you just like knowing I am now down to two pair of jeans and I'm going to have to buy myself another pair in a few weeks. I know you've been talking to my other jeans. I've seen the signs of weakness in their denim strands. Damn you!

From a chilly ass Lister. :mad:

A lesson in life ....even jeans might not seam to be what they really are, or maybe it's the way you pick them up in the morning and jump into them, they could be affrayed :D
 
Dear X (plural)

I'm leaving early today. Prepare yourselves :cool:

Sincerely,
Your hard working employee.
 
Dear sinuses,
Please stop hurting me. I am giving you all of the medicines the doctor told me to. He said it would take several days to feel better but do me a favor and prove him wrong. Feel better now. You are reducing me to a whining baby and that is just not acceptable.
Me
 
Dear X
I've struggled with myself for so many years, with my body and my looks I was always so uncomfortable.

How is it that I've doubted myself for so much of my life, but when you told me the simple words "you're gorgeous", I let myself believe you so easily.

Even if you said it without thinking and have probably said it to many girls before, in that moment, I felt butterflies I never knew existed.

We rebel against perfection because we don't see perfection. Perfection is neither uniqueness nor individualism nor coherence; it implies uniformity and invariability and conformity. I don't see perfection in balance. Symmetry is anything but perfection. Perfection is ultimately boring. The differences are what captivate.

We complement each other in ways you'll never know.

Yours,
Aiming for gorgeous.
:) Love this
 
Dear chocolate in the candy drawer,

Please stop shouting my name. I know you are in there, and yes, I want and miss you too. I have determined that before a certain day when I have to have lots of photos taken, you and I will have to part ways.

I love you

You know that


Now hush.

Dear Chocolate in the candy drawer Lister,

Please bring your chocolate to me, obviously my jeans want me in bigger pants.

From one more jean down Lister.

No bring it to me...please, but don't tell my wife...;)
 
Dear Sweet Daughter of Mine,

I know you're only 2 and certainly it isn't your fault that you couldn't sleep this morning, but 4:46 is very early for both you and me.

Even though we did squeeze in a one hour nap before lunch it's evident that we are both quite tired right now as we are starting to get on each others nerves. Luckily Daddy will be home soon.

My suggestion to you is this, why don't we go to bed a little earlier tonight and try and sleep in a little tomorrow. Please? Pretty please? I'll buy you a pony if you do.:)

Thanking you in advance,

Your Very Tired Momma
 
Dear D,

I think you lie. Probably mostly to yourself, but to us, to everyone involved.

I think you don't even realize it sometimes. It's like you said once, Jeckyl and Hyde.

I am basically at a loss at this point. I have no idea how to turn this around for you. I've been trying all different approaches for months.

I told you in April where this would end, and it's looking like it's heading there quickly.

And if you think this won't affect all your big plans for your big life, you are just delusional. This will destroy it faster than anything anyone else could ever do to you.

Signed,

Emotionally drained and beginning to give up...
 
Dear you

If it wasn't so sad, it would be funny, but it is sad and nobody's laughing anymore. Just stop it or go away, or maybe you should try stepping up for a change *shakes head in despair*

me that's disappointed in you
 
I allow you all back into my lives and it starts up again...the whole take, take, take thing while I give, give, give. If you were such good friends you would realize that I can't be the one to give to everyone all the time. Don't tell me how friend C needs someone to talk to, why don't you, friend A and friend B listen? I am taking time to be as kind to myself as I am to everyone else and healing and I can't do that if I am busy taking care of all of you. I can't help others if I remain a shell.

Love you, but gotta do what I gotta do
 
I allow you all back into my lives and it starts up again...the whole take, take, take thing while I give, give, give. If you were such good friends you would realize that I can't be the one to give to everyone all the time. Don't tell me how friend C needs someone to talk to, why don't you, friend A and friend B listen? I am taking time to be as kind to myself as I am to everyone else and healing and I can't do that if I am busy taking care of all of you. I can't help others if I remain a shell.

Love you, but gotta do what I gotta do
 
Dear J,

I just want this to be done with. It vexes me that you're still angry with me and I really don't think I earned it. I'm sorry that I failed to meet your expectations and that our love wasn't enough. I wish it could have been different. But it isn't and so I hope we can just go our separate ways in peace. I wish you all the best, I really do.

Your former husband.
 
Dear People Who Can't Get to the Fucking Point,
It's a phone and you should know the fuck what to say when you get on the fucking thing. You fucking piss me off when you ask all sorts of stupid-ass questions that don't apply to the subject.

Sincerely,
A frequently much more short tempered employee
 
Dear CWC

tis okay, you can't help it, it'll all be worth it in the end, or not, whatever..... like you didn't already know it would be like that.... who cares.... wooooooo hoo!!!

SWC
 
Dear D,

I'm hoping your "good day" continued. Please don't expect me to believe that one good morning is a turning point. You have a long way to go honey, and you need to make steady progress, which is going to difficult some days.

You need more help than I can give you. Please get it.

Signed,
Hopeful but skeptical.
 
Dear Teenage girl at the grocery store.

White stretch pants are difficult to pull off as a fashion statement even if you are less than an ounce overweight much less being 10 to 15 overweight as you seem to be......

PS. If you do wear them be sure the top you wear is long enough to cover the thong you wore under them......

PTK
 
Dear


I am sick to my stomach for you. I'm sorry you have to belittle yourself in front of them in order to get some help. I don't know what to do though. The loop needs to be broken and only they can break it. I'm out of options, answers, and running out of hope.

I am sorry though. I do know this is hard. It's hard for me too. I want to cry, but there is no other answer right now.

I am admiring you right now and am glad to see you humbling yourself. I hope it works out.

Love

Me
 
Dear GDC...

I don't know that you'll ever see this, unless I share it w/ you.

I never expected that I would ever hear from you again. The days that stretched into weeks, the weeks that became months until finally a new year started.

There were days that I wondered if I could ever trust anyone again all b/c of you...the one that I thought I could trust the most had turned his back and abandoned me. There were days of crying myself to sleep as I realised how much I missed you being in my life.

While your silence was difficult to accept I had gotten use to it, and I finally had moved on and was beginning to heal.

That all changed the moment you chose to email me and apologise to me. The tears began again...the wound reopened. I'm at a loss to know how to reply. I don't know what is worse the silence that I learned to live w/ or your reappearance apologising for how you treated me.

I cared SO much about you - I would've gone to the end of the world for you...and you knew it.
Right now I can't even respond to you b/c of the numbness that's invaded me - forgiving you won't be so much for you, as it will be for me...and even in forgiving you - you know that I'll mean it. For now tho I'm having to think about the whole issue...and it's something I shouldn't have to think about :(

~Me...
 
Dear GDC...

I don't know that you'll ever see this, unless I share it w/ you.

I never expected that I would ever hear from you again. The days that stretched into weeks, the weeks that became months until finally a new year started.

There were days that I wondered if I could ever trust anyone again all b/c of you...the one that I thought I could trust the most had turned his back and abandoned me. There were days of crying myself to sleep as I realised how much I missed you being in my life.

While your silence was difficult to accept I had gotten use to it, and I finally had moved on and was beginning to heal.

That all changed the moment you chose to email me and apologise to me. The tears began again...the wound reopened. I'm at a loss to know how to reply. I don't know what is worse the silence that I learned to live w/ or your reappearance apologising for how you treated me.

I cared SO much about you - I would've gone to the end of the world for you...and you knew it.
Right now I can't even respond to you b/c of the numbness that's invaded me - forgiving you won't be so much for you, as it will be for me...and even in forgiving you - you know that I'll mean it. For now tho I'm having to think about the whole issue...and it's something I shouldn't have to think about :(

~Me...

hugs to you SD :rose::kiss:
 
Dear Restaurant we are Going to Tonight,

Please have exceptional service, happy staff, and food that will make him happy and remember a sweet time in his life. Please sing happy birthday to him in Spanish. Please know that you are his favorite and as such need to step it up a bit for his special day.

~Hates Spanish Food but will Persevere :)
 
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