[Dear You. . .]

not so dear you,

you completely managed to ruin the day.... :mad: ... you knew I was waiting for you.... I called you and you were elsewere.... told me I´ll be there in 30 mins.... so I waited for another hour.... and called back you were still there... and acted so surprised I called again... what were you expecting!!... I was waiting for you to eat together!!! darn it!!... and you were with someone else EATING!!! f*** you!!....

and now you tell me I told you I had eaten.... yeah right.....even if I had, today was supposed a day in which we were going to hang out TOGETHER!!...

I just don´t know how to feel anymore

thank you for ruining my day and making me miserable.....

me

Dear Bosco,

STOP EATING YOUR POOP. And the little brown things in the litter box ARE NOT TOOTSIE ROLLS.

You are SO gross.

Patient, calm, trying-not-to-break-your-neck dogsitter,
Megan

Dear Cancer:
You are starting to tick me off. :mad: I hate the fact that you decided to invade my body. Well, you don't know who you are dealing with. This will make me stronger and I will win. I will be a survivor.

You are nothing and I will not let you take over my life. I've let you stress me out for way to long. No more. Get the **** out of here.

There...that feels better.

Dear matt,

So you said we'd be friends, you said we were cool and you didn't want to do anything to hurt me. So..... why are you doing this to me now? It's completely ridiculous that you're ignoring me! Guess what I can move on, I'm not obsessed with you, and yes I still want to be your friend. But if you're going to be ridiculous about this then whatev. There are other guys out there and I can find someone else. So bite me.

Your friend, Megan

Dear viruses and your creators:

YOU SUCK!!!

STOP!!!!

thanks.

Dear friend
I wish I could understand you. Why is it that my happiness makes you so miserable? Can I not live my life the way I want to? You helped me make a new start for myself and now you insist upon being angry with me for living it. I understand that my life isn't compatible with yours. I understand that our ideals aren't compatible. I "party" too much for your taste. I'm trying to build a company doing something I enjoy. Is a requirement of making money being completely disastisfied? I don't think so, but apparently you do and I'm fine with that. I would rather see you doing something with your life that makes you happy but instead you keep plodding along the same path of dissatisfaction and misery because its the way "things are supposed to be". I don't think being unhappy is the way things are supposed to be. Aren't we all titled to life, liberty and the persuit of happiness?
I want you to be happy but it seems like that is never going to happen. If you must hate your life, hate YOUR life and quit judging mine. Don't resent me for trying to improve my station. Don't resent me for my hard work just because you can't see the value in it. You are bound by your own self imposed rules and a misguided work ethic. These are not my rules. I play the game of life understanding that possiblities are endless so long as you see it that way. You'll never be happy until you see that you are allowed to be happy. That you DESERVE to be happy. You think your life sucks because its supposed to. Maybe you should throw "supposed" out the window. I have, and I think I'm a lot better for it. I don't hate you, hell I'm not even upset with you when it comes down to it. I just wish you could at least acknowledge that not everyone has to hate life just because you do.
Don't hate me for my choices, I don't resent you because of yours.
Wishing you well
Me

megan, for at least the second time you are not listening to what i am saying to you. your snippy note to me was poor business practice. i will be discussing this with your boss. so why am i writing this letter now? b/c i am so angry that if i don't deal with this problem tonight, it will be bothering me all weekend. and you're not doing your job is not worth my weekend time. i will let this go right now and deal with your lack of clarity next workweek. joyce

Dear Tomato Basil Wheat Thins,

You're kinda gross.

Sorry.

Megan

dear me

why don´t you do somethin productive.... I´ve spent all day sitting here.... not that i don´t enojoy it but you could´ve been doing something else. something once you wanna do it you´ll say to yourself "why didn´t I did it when i had so much spare time"....

get a life!!

me

Dear....no, you're not even worth a Dear.....To the idiot at work that is trying to take over the company right from under the owners nose.

You say things that offend people and you think it's funny...guess what? It's NOT! I know your file at work has lots of complaints in it, but you have your head so far up the owners rear that he can't even think for himself, so you will not be "let go".
Why is it you feel you need to have the control and power to not even give people (especially people that have worked for the company for 7 years, when you've only been there for 2) a reason for why they are being fired? You just rush them out the door, then when they show their anger you are calling out the police. All Junior wanted yesterday was an answer as to why he was being fired (and on Valentines Day, I'm sure his wife was thrilled). Is that too much to ask? He can take this information with him to help improve himself. Oh, that's why...you don't want anyone to be better than you. Now I get it.
You are slowly molding this company into yours. And it is just sad to watch. I can't even wait until I can find a job closer to home so I don't have to look at your face anymore. It's really sad because there are so many people there that I really like, most of these people are in my department. You haven't been able to penetrate your little weasel nose into this department.....yet. I know it's only a matter of time.
So, I just want you to stay the heck away from me and my department. I am hoping for the day that the owner realizes what you are doing and sends you on your merry way.

"Sin"cerely,
All of us that don't have our noses in your rear

Dear Realtor Gal - I sure wrote you a wimpy email the other day. I hate confrontation. But I truly want to finish the tasks I started.

I am venting here so I can write a truthful email and get the message through. I can't work at your house because of being interrupted constantly with another task, or your needing a ride somewhere, and when I lose focus and don't work as effectively, you get upset, and I have a meltdown.

You are really sick yourself, since your stroke, and I know you can't drive yet - and your boss suggested alcoholic counselling, and you brushed it off. Yet I saw on a handwritten note you left on the desk where you (and I) work, that you had noted "Fired. Counselling. Rehab." before your meeting with him - so I think you know.

I can't work with you because you are SO sick it makes ME sick. SO disorganized. You usually know ahead of time that you have an appointment - so why don't you make ride arrangements ahead of time? Sometimes you do - but I wish you had kept on doing that.

Heck - your one regular appt per week is 3 minutes away by bus, and the stop is 1/2 block away. HELLO???!!!???? Yes, I get paid mileage and for my time...but that is NOT what I was hired to do.

The job is over - thanks for the generous payment, and that is fine. I will still finish the tasks - I want to, that is the ethical thing to do - but just leave me the f*** ALONE! and let me work.

BEST regards (that you'll get from me at the moment)

C

PS YOU ARE A SICK PUPPY!!! GET HELP, STUPID!!!!

Dear Best Friend,

I wish I knew what to do to help you feel better about yourself, better about your life. Alas, I know there is nothing I can do. You have to do it all yourself. I hope one day you will realize that there are so many people who depend on you staying around...your dogs, your family, you friends and me. Yes, I depend on you and I dont know what I'd do if you were gone.

Please try to get better, but not for me or anyone else...but for you.

Love your BFF

Dear Anna,


{{{{HUGS}}}}

Dear Dad,

I did what everyone on this board told me to do. I was texting you, because I was in class, and I told you how I feel. First, you asked me to switch rooms with Katlynn on Sunday. I asked you if this was something Katlynn wanted to do, or something Angie was making you do. You said that Katlynn had no idea, it would be a surprise to her, and it was Angie's idea. I knew it, it was something Angie was forcing on you to force on me.

Fine, whatever, I'll switch rooms. I told you that I didn't care, and it seemed as though I didn't have a choice in the matter. I told you I felt like I was getting pushed away.

Your response?

"You aren't home enough for it to be considered pushing away."

Ouch, daddy.

And that's when I dropped the bomb. I said, "That's why I'm NOT at home. Ashley drives me crazy and Angie talks down to me ALL THE TIME."

And again, you say, "Angie feels the same about you."

Why does it always have to be about her? I understand that you are happy, and you love her, but you don't ALWAYS need to take her side! Can't you see that your daughter is hurting? Then I said, "Dad, I hate how you've changed. You aren't the same person you were two years ago."

Then you responded saying, "How so?" and I said, "You're more strict, for one. And you just aren't the same. Truth be told, I'm having a hard time adjusting to this step-family thing. Even when you were married to mom, it was always me, you and Jake. Now I have to share you. I know I'm being selfish, but it's a big adjustment for me and it's hard."

And you said, "We need to talk."

That was Thursday. You haven't made an effort "to talk" with me since then. Hell, you haven't even spoken to me much since then.

*sigh*


I'll still love you always,
Megan

Dear... anyone,

I'm watching Transformers.

The last time I watched this was with Jay...

PLEASE please please make the memories stop and make me STOP wanting him so badly right now.



Please please go away.

Help,
Megan

Transformers is a fun movie - too fun to associate with someone icky. Remember that the person Jay showed you was a lie, and the real Jay is someone you'd not want to touch with an eleven-foot pole.

Dear Megan,

Transformers always reminds me of when my brother was little and all the funny things he used to do. Like once my mom was dating this guy Cyril and he and her were having an arguement. My little brother who was 4 at the time jumped on Cyril's back and clocked him on the head with his Optimus Prime and yelled 'Cereal (he couldn't say Cyril) you are a decepticon and Prime sended me to desroy you!' It was too funny!!!

My brother could not say a lot of things clearly and it was so funny and cute...I remember he used to love Transformers, He-Man and The Smurfs. One thing that always comes up in my mind was the way he used to say smurfs. He couldn't pronouce the sm sound so instead of them being smurfs they were FURFS. :D Always makes me smile.

My point is I know how much your little brother means to you so maybe when you get to thinking about you know who (we don't need to say his name) you can think about some cute things your little brother has said and done and it can help you and give you a smile.

Thinking of you. A eager ear is always near.

Sincerely,
Michelle

Dear... conscience,

You did pretty well watching Transformers. You thought about how every time Jay would see that yellow Camaro he would say, "God, what a hot f***ing car!" and I would laugh because that's all he really cared about. You thought about how he would light a cigarette halfway through because he was nervous about screwing things up with me...

Whatever.

For a split second, my mind told me I HAD to go visit him at jail tomorrow. I had to.


But I shouldn't.

Please start making sense soon.

Megan

Dear Matt,

I miss you.
Not a day goes by that I haven't cried at least once. I wish you would call me.

Just your friend, Megan




Dear Kristen,

Why can't you understand? Will you please stop bad mouthing Matt and telling me to just get over it, I know you hate him because of all this but still it hurts more to hear bad things about him. Please just be there for me and let me talk without rolling your eyes. I can't help but still be upset he was and is very important to me. I know you can't really understand because you've never been in my position before and I can't exactly explain it to you but it's going to take me longer than a week to get over him. I honestly hope this never happens to you because it is truly heart breaking.

Love you lots! Megan

P.S. I did actually enjoy when you changed his name in my cell to A*s Face and that's what I saw when I opened my text hehe so horrible!

Dear Toilet in my Aunt's Basement,

WHY THE HELL ARE YOU OVERFLOWING?

Seriously? No one even... did ANYTHING to you to make you overflow! My bro used the bathroom like twenty minutes ago, and about five mins ago, I can hear running water... SUURE! You're OVERFLOWING! For no apparent reason!

So now, after we've exhausted the resources of 11 towels and a plunger that doesn't even fit in your oddly shaped... hole? you still won't flush properly. Something is obviously clogged, because water won't go down.

YOU ARE SUCH A STUPID TOILET.

I'm dog-sitting and the toilet overflows. COOL. Real cool.

Irritated,
Megan

Dear Brian,
I'm sorry our time together was so short. After all these years, I finally found someone that showed me what true love was all about. Then your illness in October 06 separated us even more than the miles between us. You left this world eight months later. Me wondering if you got the letter I wrote before you got ill. Still hurting after our last phone call which wasn't a happy one. I didn't even get to tell you about Duke being gone :( I wish you hadn't closed yourself off from everyone. I'll always love you and never forget you.

Got to stop. Don't want to get LES at work.

Dear Ryan,

We're going on a date tomorrow. Well, today, technically. I'm kind of nervous, because... well, I haven't "gone on a date" since the time I went to a movie with Jay.

Please be patient with me. I like you as a person, but I don't know if I'd like to date you yet. I have a really hard time trusting people, so don't expect me to be your best friend in the whole world by tomorrow night. Tonight, I mean. (It's past midnight, :p)

I will most likely try to push you away before I get attached to you. I've done that to everyone. If you want to stick around, stick around. Just please bear with me.

*sigh*

Here goes nothing.

Megan

Dear Justin,

I'm starting to fall for you again.

But I don't want to date you, you aren't my type at all.


Please don't make this hard for me.


Megan

Dear Potential House,

Please don't disappoint us like the last two houses- let us be the only ones making an offer! If our offer is accepted, we would plant some more trees in the yard to give you shade, and make sure you were taken care of. :)

Please please please let us be your new owners! You would never be lonely and we love your bright blue paint!

Sincerely,

A hopeful home-owner to be :)

Dear Snow,

PLEASE STOP.

Megan

Dear I Love My Abby Girl, [[[[[[[[[[[HUGS]]]]]]]]]

Dear Pembroke Corgi, I hope your house purchase is a success!

Dear Potential Husband, I wish you'd show up soon! Being single stinks!

Dear Spring, please hurry!

Dear God,
After several interviews that haven't gone my way, I think I'm finally getting it that You want me to stay where I am. So, please help me to have the self control to do what's necessary. I know exactly what that is and still avoid doing it. Mornings are so hard for me, God. Please help me get my head together. And please help me to find a doctor who can help.

And thank you for my Pet Talk friends who make me smile with their words and photographs. Please let them know what a blessing they are to me.

Thank you, Amen
Elyse

Dear mom,

You're a great parent but you still constantly let me down. You know how badly I've wanted a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and I know you would love one too. You love the breed so much. I've been researching on them for about a year now, and I found a very good reputable breeder in New Jersey. I sent you the link and you said "we will see". You even said you were leaning more toward yes. This morning, you disappointed me by saying no. :( PLEASE stop getting my hopes up every time I ask you. YOU KNOW how badly I want a second dog, especially a cavy. You did the SAME thing with the camera. You say we can't afford it but you can afford a $400 prom dress for Jaclyn. Seriously, stop crying poverty every time I ask you for something expensive.

Love your daughter,
Alyssa :(

Dear Whoever Cares,

Justin wants me to move to Iowa and move into an apartment with him.

Move in with him? Sure... not a terrible idea. But Iowa?

I've got family (that usually irritates me) here, and Butch will be home in April... My job, college... I just can't make that drastic of a transition.

If he moved here, like he had planned, however, maybe. Just maybe.

I don't know. I'm realizing how much Justin means to me. I want to talk to him every minute of the day, and I wish he was here so I had someone to be with. But then I think about it, and I don't really want to date him... which is what he thinks will happen.

Let me explain. He is an AMAZING guy. He has put up with so much of my ****, the MANY times I have tried to push him away, as to not get attached. He was there with me through ALL of the **** with Jay, my parents, my stepmom, everything. He knows me completely, and I trust him with everything, but I am not attracted to him.

Call me shallow, but I can't see myself being with him.

But yet, he is my other half.


*sigh*


Megan

Dear Dad,

You stress me out just by me looking at you.

Megan

ETA: Dad I think you just stressed me to the point of me getting a pimple.. thanks

Dear Butch,

You told me you will cry when the day comes that I have to go my separate ways and go off to college.

And you meant it.

I love you. Be safe.

Love always,
Megan

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Dear Whoever Cares,

Justin wants me to move to Iowa and move into an apartment with him.


*sigh*


Megan

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Dear ILoveMyAbbyGirl Megan,
Fingers and paws crossed for your decision on this, and best wishes for whatever you do decide.
*smile*
Elyse

Dear System,

A young man with a history of mental illness should not be able to walk into a gun shop and purchase guns and ammunition that he later goes on to use to shoot up a college lecture hall. Public safety trumps privacy on this one. Why are background investigations for potential gun purchasers not more stringent?

Dear Westboro Baptist Church,

You call yourselves a church, yet you take the Word of God and use it to justify your twisted, incorrect arguments. Please stay far, far away from the funerals of the Northern students that will be occurring in the CHicago area over the next few days. I'd like to go to the one that's scheduled at my church, personally escort you far off the property and make sure you don't come back, but that's not an option. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God --- do you really want to do this to Him?

Dear whoever,

Why must men be so hard to deal with? Especially when it comes to their emotional side? I guess the saying is true, men, can live with or without them! I wish I could figure my boyfriend out when it comes to that, I know he loves me and cares a lot about me, and I do the same, but twice I have tried to say I love you and he stops me and says it's not a big deal and he knows I do, and it's okay. He just claims he is "different" when it comes to that. I am now realizing I can never change him for the way he is, and I am starting to accept it.

Thanks for listening. - Rachel.

Dear Mummy Dearest,

I have noticed a significant change in the way you see things compared to years ago. Why has it become so obvious recently? I have no idea, but I could not be happier.

I overheard you telling someone on the phone that they should adopt a dog from a shelter instead of buying from a breeder. You told them specifically that a shelter dog "truly appreciates you, and they make you feel great... just the fact that you are providing a dog with a much-needed home full of love makes your spirits soar."

One word: Amazing.
Have we brainwashed you that much?! The way you praised shelter dogs.. just the fact that you were praising dogs in general... made me gush. Before we got Frisk you vowed that you would never love a dog like we do. I would never tell you this, but I caught you snuggling Skylar this morning after your oldest daughter went to school. I would have taken a picture but you would have eaten me alive.

You make me beam with pride. Hopefully I do the same for you. :]

All my best.. along with all my love,
Your Dearest (younger) Daughter.

Dear Matt,

I'm done with you I think. I'm sick of getting upset because of you and having people look at me with pity because of how "desperate" I seemed to get back with you. I really should be a stronger girl and know there are other people out there for me. I deserve to be with someone that wants to be with me equally or even more. I'm sick of being hurt by you and crying over you. I know you aren't a horrible person, at least in my opinion, but you really need to learn how to treat a girl. Matt I'm going to miss you with ALL of my heart but I honestly think that by not talking to you anymore will be best. I f**king love you but love isn't enough for this. Please have a nice life and I hope you get what you want in it.

Love Always, Megan




Dear whoever,

Why is this so hard? Do you truly ever get over this?

Megan

Dear Megan who posted above me,

No. You never get over it. It's a part of you forever.

I'm so sorry.

-Other Megan

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Dear Megan who posted above me,

No. You never get over it. It's a part of you forever.

I'm so sorry.

-Other Megan

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To both Megans,

Sorry but I have to disagree! It may feel like you will never get over it at the time but most likely you will move on. My first breakup was devastating at the time, I was 17. But I can safely say now that it doesn't haunt me, and in fact I'm glad because otherwise I would have never have met my husband. I'm sorry that it hurts, and it will probably hurt for a while. It's never easy to say goodbye to someone you care for. But it will be less painful in the days ahead, and someday, it will not hurt at all.

I hope you feel better soon.

Jill

Dear Me,
You just posed 9000 times, go you!
-Me

Dear you,


I'm a little bit confused these days. We started out as all relationships do, just casual aquaintances. We enjoyed the occasional conversation and pleasant company. But things changed. We grew closer at a pretty rapid rate. No longer was it just a pleasant surprise when I got to talk to you, but it was something I looked forward to with some anticipation. And now... now we're closer than ever. I find that you are the last person I think about before I fall asleep, and the first when I wake up. I'm always looking at the clock and translating it into your time, trying to decide just where you are at that particular moment in the day. I thrive on our daily conversations together. They have become the brightest point in each of those days. Like a drug, I feel addicted to you. And even a single day without hearing from you is enough to put a frown on my face. I live for those times when I get to see your smiling face and nothing gives me greater joy than the times that I know I put it there. It has become a mission to make you laugh. I love the sound of your voice and sometimes listen to previous voicemails, just to hear it. I do not think that there is a person more dear to me than you. I love you. And sometimes, I wonder if... if maybe I love you more than I'm ever supposed to.


Troubled,
Me

Dear Dave,

I just met you online, but I think I like you. You make me laugh.
Stick around.

Megan

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Dear Justin,

Why do you feel like you need to get into fights and tell me about them to show off? If you're trying to prove yourself, please don't. I like you as a person, you don't need to be a "tough guy" to get me to like you. If anything, it's pushing me away. I don't like the fact that you think you need to be violent all the time. I know you would never hurt me or any other girl, but really, grow up.

Megan

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Dear Butch,

I miss you. And you keep pushing me to do better things. You amaze me everyday.

P.S. Good luck on your military-ordered piss test, lmao.

Love always,
Megan

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Dear Self,

You are pathetic sometimes, you know that? You keep leading Ryan on, but you know you don't want to be with him. You lead Justin on like crazy, but you know you don't want him either. I think you are getting some Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. You're afraid of everything, and you feel like you can't be in a relationship or trust ANYONE.

You need help, but you won't get it.

Take care of yourself. Stop being so self-destructive. Hurting yourself doesn't do anything except make you more self-conscious. You need to trust people. Not all people are bad, just some of them. You've been dealt *****y cards, but you need to get over it.

But you can't. You try, but you can't. It's so hard.

Try.

Learning to love,
Megan