Have a Happy Thanksgiving!

Dear Readers,

I am going to visit my elderly grandfather for thanksgiving. I will not be near a computer so blogging will be halted until... Sunday.

Keep sending letters, I will get to them all. I am posting one a day unless I get too backlogged. If you have sent one in and have not yet seen it, just keep looking, it will eventually get posted; just a matter of when it was received.

I hope that everyone has a very safe and happy thanksgiving!


Thank You,
Housewife

Beginning of the End

Dear XXX,
I don't think you love me---I think that you know that my love for you is unconditional, and because you continually lie to everyone around you about who you are (because of the religion you're forced to accept as your own) you need me. You need me right now because you can be yourself with me, and not worry that I'll ostracize you from my life. You need me because I see that you're beautiful, and amazing. You need me because I want you, and you know that that will never change.

But you don't love me. And your need is eventually going to pass; after you tell everyone the truth about who you are, and you learn to deal with the consequences. Maybe even before that happens---maybe when you go to college. Whenever you find someone else who wants to know you, and doesn't push you away for who you are at heart, that will be the end of us---that will be the end of me. And you're going to look back, years from now, and know that you never loved me. At most you'll be grateful for the way I was there; for all I've done for you. That's all.

And yet, that isn't enough for me to walk away. Because you need someone, and I love you more than anything---and I want to at least have that space in your life, if I can't have any other.

I will love you forever. It hurts knowing that the 'love' you give me, is the closest I'll ever get to the real thing. I stay for that, too

Anonymous

A Bunch Of Short Letters

Dear Daddy,You're a Pastor.I'm an Agnostic.I've gotten high every day this week.And I'm sorry.Don't ever stop loving me, I'd die without you.
-Little One

Dear Mom,The world doesn't revolve around you.
-Your fat, selfish, accidental whore of a daughter

Dear Sister,You are my world.I will buy you food and clothes when Mom doesn't.Even if you're 30.I love you more than anything in this entire universe.
-Iggy

Dear Fuck Buddy,You treat me like your girlfriend.You are a HORRENDOUS person when you're drunk.(And I'm not the only one who thinks so.)Please grow up. You're pushing 30.It's time to let it go.
-Samanda

Dear Addict Ex-Boyfriend,
I don't love you anymore.I'm sorry you can't get over me.(Although, honestly, that makes me a little happy.)I will always care for you.Stop with the coke.Stop with the meth.You're killing yourself.
-Tiny Toes

Dear Me,
You are an amazing person.Stop being a doormat.I hate you for holding on to people that have no right to be in your life.I love you for trying to change them anyway.You're strong.You're beautiful.Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
-Yourself

Not Ready For Forever

Dear Michael,

I'm sorry. I know you love me, and that you're ready for forever, But I'm not. Not with you. It never should have gotten this far, you were just a rebound after she left me this summer. Things were okay until you freaked over the scare, you should never have pressured me like that. If we had gotten pregnant you would have had to let me decide for myself.

I wish you would stop talking to me like I'm three, you think it's cute, but it makes me want to slap you. And leave my accent alone, It's not funny. I wish I could tell you that I'm cheating on you, and that she is more amazing then you could ever be. I wish I could tell you that lasting for 3 minutes isn't normal, and how sad it is that I haven't even had the time to fake an orgasm. But lastly, and most importantly, I wish I could tell you that I'm dumping you after christmas. I'll fake it some more so you don't have to be alone for the holidays. But I'm beginning to hate you, and love her.

I don't think I'll be cruel enough to tell you that I'm a lesbian.

Sincerely,
Your girlfriend.

With All My Love

Dear Dad,
This letter is so hard for me to write. I don't even know where to begin. My hands are shaking, and I honestly don't know if I'll be able to find the words to say what I want to say.

This time last year, I watched your life spiral downward, and I was so scared for you. I was in denial that it was even happening, even though I would find the empty coke baggies all over the house. Subtlety was never your strong point. But I was stunned silent.

Until January 2nd. January 2nd, when I realized you were having a stroke, a part of me died inside. I felt so guilty, as if it was my fault for not telling you to stop sooner. Seeing you lying in the hospital bed crying, slurring the words "Amy, I'm so scared", tore me up inside. The fact that you don't remember anything from that night, or that week for that matter, haunts me.

Since that night, my life has never been the same. Watching you slowly learn to speak and walk again hurt me so badly. To see my once strong father having to have his diaper changed at the age of 50.....there are no words to describe it.

As you got sick, I was taking care of all the animals, the house, making sure the car got moved, the bills got paid, Holly was taken care of.....taking on as much responsibility as I did all at once almost broke me. I can't even begin to tell you how many times I contemplated suicide during your hospitalization. But I knew I had to be there for you.

A year later, a part of me is dead inside. The innocent little girl that looked up to her Daddy is gone. I still love you. So much. That will never change, and please don't think I hate you for that. Everybody has to grow up at some point. But I have begun to take on a new role in your life. I've taken on the role of your mother. The kind of mother who is always snooping, and checking in on her son to make sure he stays out of mischief. The nagging, bitter mother who doesn't know how to relax. I'm constantly paranoid about leaving your side, and what may possibly happen if I do.

But you're slowly but surely showing me that I might be able to step back a little bit and let you take care of yourself. A year clean and sober, and I've never been more proud of you in my entire life. I love you more than life itself, Dad. Your determination to get better, and the fact that you're speaking, walking, and driving normally is amazing to me. I was contemplating throwing you a party in celebration of your sobriety, but I'm not sure if you'd be too happy about me drawing attention to the fact that you had a problem to begin with. I just want you to realize how proud I am of you. Please take care of yourself, and know that you'll always have me.

With all my love,

Amy

I Lied And I'm Sorry

Dear Cousin,

I lied to you yesterday on the phone. I did not go to the doctor and ask if I was a good candidate for surrogacy for you. I love my children and could not imagine getting pregnant and giving the baby away after bonding for nine months. I know that you desperatly want to have children and that I was the closest DNA match to you, but I just can't do it. That is asking too much of me. I didn't lie when I said that I want to see you happy and have babies; I really do want to see that. I just can't be the one to do it for you. I do love you, and I hope that this all works out for you soon.

Love,
Your lying cousin

Sabotage

Garebear,
I sabotaged our relationship the day i found a lump on my breast. I did not want to put you through that.....The test results came back today, it was benign. I miss you :[
<3 wigglebutt

Dear Mr. Jesus

Dear Mr. Jesus,
I just had to write to you
Something really scared me, when I saw it on the news
A story 'bout a little girl beaten black and blue
Jesus, thought I'd take this right to you

Dear Mr. Jesus, I don't understand
Why they took her mom and dad away
I know that they don't mean to hit with wild and angry hands
Tell them just how big they are I pray

Please don't let them hurt your children
We need love and shelter from the storm
Please don't let them hurt your children
Won't you keep us safe and warm

Dear Mr. Jesus, they say that she may die
Oh I hope the doctors stop the pain
I know that you could save her and take her up to the sky
So she would never have to hurt again

Please don't let them hurt your children..

Dear Mr. Jesus, please tell me what to do
And please don't tell my daddy
But my mommy hits me, too.
Please don't let them hurt your children...

This was the song that they played after every time he molested me and my two friends back in the 80's. Dear Mr. Jesus, why didn't you help me?

You Might Be The One

Dear Brian,

I'm sorry to tell you this but I think you might be the one. The reason why I am sorry is because I'm only 22 and I don't feel like settling down. I have not been with many guys and I feel like if I settle down, I will never know what it felt like to be single. I'm contemplating if I will go through with this, but I think we may have to separate soon. If not and we continue to be together, I feel like I might commit adultery. Please don't hate me, because deep down I still love you.


love,
your gf

She Who Laughs Best

Dear Lisa,
You are a dirty, dirty whore. I can not count the times that we all had the BEST laugh at your expense. Did you know that your husband will call me while you are out of the house and complain to me about you and the useless words that come out of the big gapping whole in your face? Also, are you aware of the fact that if I called Jeff today and told him I was moving back to Maryland so his daughter would be closer to him and his family...but only on the basis that you were NOWHERE around, you would be gone-forever? Did you know that for years after our divorce, Jeff asked me to start over with him and to give our family another chance...oh yeah, you were with him that whole time! Silly me, I almost forgot!
Any women that is blatantly mean to a child just because that child isn't her blood deserves to be ass raped-repeatedly. You are a poor excuse for a women and a waste of space. We would all be a lot better off if you would just die. You are replaceable and forgettable. I am not writing this because I am jealous or because I need to get something off my chest. You know as well as everyone else that these things I have mentioned are things I have told to you face-to-face in the past. My sister actually sent me a link to this website and I know once she reads my post we will, yet again, have the best laugh...at your expense. Fuck off Lisa, you're a stupid cunt.

Sincerely,
The one, the only, the original....
Mrs. M**i

You Have No Idea...

My biggest regret....Letting him get away with it.

Mxxx,
You are so sexy, you have no idea. I love you. Those girls you waste time with are stupid for letting you go. I would never let you go, but you know that. You have no idea.

Anonymous

Ex Lover's Wife

Ashton,

It is quite pitiful that you felt the need to go and screw another man that didn't belong to you. I truly do feel sorry for you. Your parents must have raised you to be a whore. I also pitty your son since you will never be sure who his real father is. You deserve the divorce you are going through, and it gives me great pleasure to see you in such pain. I hope you get crabs and are to embarrased to go to the doctor. Have fun getting divorced!

Your Ex Lover's Wife

F You

Nicole,
I know I should be over this but I just wanted to tell you something real quick.I hope you didn't think that Justin and I weren't still having sex while he was with you....because we were.On our anniversary (ya know when you thought you were pregnant) we had sex that night, and many other nights besides that one.I only bring this up because I know you were the one leaving anonymous messages in my lj like a little chicken shit. So to you I say F you. I hope your kid gets taken away because you are a drunk, pill popping slut.
Ann

Hey there,
I saw your blog recently and had to respond. I have a HUGE secret that is killing me and I have got to tell someone. First, I am a U.S. Marine. No secret there but I'm getting to it. Last year I agreed to sponsor an Iraqi refugee who had applied to come to the United States.She arrived in May of this year and has lived with me ever since. She is 22 years old, very, very intelligent, beautiful and so much fun to talk to. I am falling in love with her. There, I said it.
That felt so good!

Thanks for being there
U.S. Marine

Just Like Dad.

Dear Dad,

I wanted to be just like you when I was a little boy. I watched you go to work, spend money, and have fun. I thought drinking all the time was normal. I'm all grown up and now and I am just like you. I realized that I was a stupid kid for wanting to be like you.

Your Alcoholic Son

Dear Hubby,
I am so tired of arguing with you. I know that we are broke. I know that you want to go to your highschool reunion, but do not, I repeat DO NOT ask me to use the money from my child support account. That money is not for us. We both decided that we would use that money for the adoption attorney, not your pleasures! That is just wrong to even ask. You know better. Then you want to bitch and say that you just don't feel like using the money from savings because the bank would charge us for pulling out money more than 3 times in a month. Bitch please... you waste more than that in milkshakes for youself in a day.Also when I refuse to give you money that is not ours, don't sit there and tell me that we have enough money for you to go but not me. Fuck you! If I'm not going then neither are you! By what stretch of the imagination did you ever think that it would be alright?I think that I may have a better use for the money you are about to waste. Go and buy yourself a giant body condom. Ok, now put it on... Good there, now you are prepared for all the shit you are getting yourself into.I suggest you sit back and think about what you are doing here and make sure that you really want to throw gas on this fire. I can and will win so don't start with me.
Love,Your pissed off wife

Thanks For Not Killing Me

Dear Mom,
When you got up from that table in the doctors office where you were awating an abortion, I know it must have been hard. You were pregnant and poor. I hope you are still happy with your decision; I know I am!


THANKS MOM!!!!!

Love,
Your Oldest Daughter