Dear You,

HOW DARE YOU.
You had the f*cking NERVE to call me FAT. I know I'm overweight and I've been trying to lose weight, but you had the nerve to call me FAT. I can't believe you.
Little do you know, you're the first person to call me fat in almost three years. All through middle school and most of high school, I was plagued with bullies and was called fat almost every day of my life.
Be me for a little while. Try fighting off an eating disorder for 5 years. Try thinking you're in the clear and then have an a$$hole like YOU call me fat.
You don't realize how much my weight has been bothering me in the past month. I passed out again last night because I hadn't eaten in two days and YOU go and call me fat.
The vicious cycle is going to start all over again because of your stupid remark no matter how hard I try and control it. Thanks a lot.
Go to h*ll.

-Me


Dear Jon,

Tonight was remotely terrifying. We almost ended up back together.
I'm not sure what to think of this.
Just keep me safe and don't hurt me again.
We're better off as friends. But you know I still love you.
Have a good day at work tomorrow.

-Meg