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James

No it's not someone's role to "just take it."

Be less arrogant.

We're in our 30s and it's 2019.

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I had bad crushes at school that never made it to fruition.

I was ditched over the phone by someone else today. It wasn't so much to do with me as it was a professional boundary. I really did like him though, he was very cute, and he had a great job. He was really open and kind with me. And flirty. And sexy.

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I'm going to find somebody else.

I waited two years for one woman to call me.

I was 21 years old. We were co-workers. She followed me home one night. We communed. Then communed again one other time. Then she lost interest. I wanted to marry her.

I can be very flirty. I can do this again.

I hope the next guy is nice and hangs around.

I need someone who's cute and has a great job. Otherwise it's not worthwhile.

I was upset when I wrote this.

There is never any need to apologize for being honest.

Thank you Fnord. I'm a very visual person, I like pretty things including the opposite sex.

Just wanted to wish you a birthday and to hope life has been going good for you, simply because I'm sorta-but-not-completely able to get to you, and if I can, I will, or at least try to and fail amazingly. Nothing else but best wishes for you.

Sorry for any negative feelings you might have had, and have from such. Just ignore me if that's the best for you (I had no intent to grab social attention from you, as social and I aren't on hemispherical terms); I won't bother you. I understand.

Take care

Dear H,

You treated me like you could see me and you have no idea how much that mattered to me. I'd been hanging on by a thread before I met you and you saved me for a time. But then everything got f***ed up and it felt like you never saw me at all, you just somehow knew what I yearned for and gave me just enough of it to enslave me. That feeling of being saved gave way to feeling like I was used at my weakest moment and what love I had left for life was taken away.

It's been weeks since everything exploded and no spark has returned to my soul. I don't have any hope anymore, no dreams to live for. I'm already dead inside and I'm just waiting for my body to get the message.

Dear J,

I love you with everything I am, despite all of this. Part of me secretly hopes that you will come back to me and this will all be a memory of a mistake but we both know that isn’t going to happen. We both know we aren’t right for each other, no matter how much we want to be.
I am sorry for everything.

I don't know if you'll ever read this, but the problem is that I still have strong feelings for you. I've been trying to deny it and trying to be angry at you.

It's a weird thing. I couldn't just feel nothing about you, so I turned my feelings into anger. I kept thinking about how angry I was with you for messing me about and how I don't understand what you said to me.

But the truth is I love it when your face lights up when I talk to you. It melts away any anger I've built up. I feel like I can be myself with you and just talk away. Yes, sometimes I'm quiet and so are you, but I don't think that's a bad thing. I think moments of quiet company are good. I still feel comfortable with you.

So I have distanced myself to protect myself.

I don't hate you. I just can't deal with how I feel about you. I can't feel nothing. You're adorable. I feel too much and I want it to stop because I know you don't feel the same way and I don't think I can stop feeling things for you if I am still spending time with you.

I'm sorry.

I sometimes wish you could see how your current situation will backfire in your face and further this downward spiral, self-destructive path of yours that you subconsciously crave. The hole you've dug yourself is too deep, pretty much ruining a potentially fruitful career.

I understand the struggles, but time and time again, you have either neglected or abused the offered support, or used your father as a scapegoat.

I'm fully aware that you miss the old days, but that was then, and this is now. Your mistakes and regrets are your own to learn from, but it's frustrating to witness you never learning, progressing or moving forward.

My life's hardly been a bowl of cherries, but do you see me complaining? No.

Will you ever see the light, or just further destroy your health and well-being with; a sedentary lifestyle, poor diet, and pervasive smoking?

You say my life's amazing, and that I "got lucky". I too was once sedentary, bordering on obesity, but can you not see I've worked effortlessly to get out of the mess I got myself into, right the wrongs I've made, including the weight loss you keep bringing up?

"How did you do it?"
"Eat less, move more"
"Oh, can't be bothered."

Well, what else can I do?

I've known you for a long time, and if this is the bed you so wish to lay in, then stop complaining.

If you want to do something about it, then DO IT! It has to come from you!