Dear ______,

I understand this completely. Sometimes people need to fix the chemical imbalances in their brains before talking it out can work. Seeing other people being successful and happy can be hard. It oftentimes makes me think about how that could be me if my brain wasn't broken. Happy dreams can make me cry in the morning because it was only a dream, and I'm stuck going back to reality. But you know what? There are definitely ways to get the medication you need. It's tough to find the right one sometimes, but not impossible, and the more you try, the higher the chances of it working for you. And there are people who care and want to support you, whether you're aware of it or not. There are lots of people on this site who have lots of love to give, and they're here to help. I know the struggle all too well, and I'm currently struggling with it myself, but it can get better; you're not alone. Your needs matter. Your opinions are worth hearing. And we are here to listen

Dear____ I wish I didn't let you kiss me. I wish we never realized that we had a connection because six months later I'm still into you and you got back with your girlfriend after you talked all that cap saying that you'd be unhappy and now you're expecting a third cjild. I wonder did I ever stand a chance? Did you just use me because you were that lonely. I hate how broken and afraid I am now because of you. It's sad that you can make me feel like I'll never be good enough for anybody because I fear that they are just using me yet you understand me when no one else does. We're so alike and have so much in common. I'm in love with you. I shouldn't be in love with you I really shouldn't because all it does is tear me to shreads. So here I stand pretending to be OK when I'm dying inside, pretending that I'm going to get over you when I just want to kiss you and feel your warmth. Pretending that I'll survive this.

dear : _________ i wish u the best of luck for ur new promising life .. through ur strungles .. ur pain .. not to mention the endless nights of crying while heavily drinking .. by this time .. with the love of thy family.. empowering support of thy 7cupsoftea and the lifting spirit of my heavenly crealtor .. u already gained ur self-esteem .. self-confidence .. so get ur sweetest smile and lets take a selfie 😂😅😃 truly urs, urself 😊😊😇

Dear messageners im glad you've made your way into my life so far. All you've taught me were lessons stages of the ordinary issues a basic person can go through. Either it be a family member or A best friend the ones that you love are suppose to hurt you to humble you into shape to lower your high standards of a fictional fairytale of perfection. Dear self, your reflection isn't actually your truth. What you do everyday defines your own truth you can be stuck up n chosy but end up alone you can have anything you imagine possible if you finally work up the courage. There is beauty in your ugly days. Renting out the body your in thats meant to Age n decay in time with a mind n spirit carefully placed what will ppl remember of you when your body is no more of use? Will u forever be a statue frozen in place or will u see your suffering as a reward n work through the daily ish ?

Dear_____, There are some confessions i wish that i could do so..but yet i could not..i felt so alone in this because i have to keep this in my heart. There is no one i can really pour out of this because i wanted to protect you so much.it is an agony ,tormenting my mind and heart...i know things will definitely gets complicated with my confessions..i have to cry with silent tears,and take it as if it is okay and nothing...if i confess about it,im afraid it will be goodbyes...and that will likely be the end of me..i know that i cant take it if it happen like that...im so exhausted,so tired..

Dear _____, I would just like to say, I really like you. I really really do. I like your smile, especially when it reaches your eyes. I like your hair, the way it smells when you hug me, the way it looks when you first wake up and you have bed head. I like your eyes, the way they sparkle when you're excited, you hate their dark brown color, but I find it fascinating. I like the unmaterialistic things about you too. I like your personality, you can make me feel happy when I really don't want to feel anything at all. I like your sense of humor, you know how to make me laugh, yours is similar to mine. I like how you veiw yourself, you aren't the slightest bit conceited, but you have enough confidence to smile through every day. I like you. Not in the friendly way, but as if it's possible to fall in love with you. I feel guilty, because I could never tell you. I shouldn't feel this way, because my parents/grandparents would never approve. So I know that we will only remain as friends. Unless we were to be together in secret. Also, I think you like me too, everyone says so. The way you stare at me, the way you look at my lips when I speak to you. I wouldn't tell you that either, because I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. Sincerely, Savannah (The closested lesbian)

Dear "Kitty,"

You are my muse. I would love to be the one to polish your finely-shaped nails and braid your pretty hair, and even though it's not my forte I will always give you my fashion advice when you ask for it. But the truth is that I first became your friend because you enchanted me with your fluidity, the way you so completely own the space you occupy. You captured me with your amber, narrow eyes that I thought contained the universe and autumn sunlight. I never was so completely obsessed with anyone before. I strove so hard to become your friend because I had to do anything to get close to you. Sometimes you aren't the person I thought you would be but I love you just the same. I really just wish I could hold you on my lap and kiss you, but I know that would make you uncomfortable and I do not want to scare you away. You are just the coolest person I've ever met, and I don't want to lose you. I wish I wasn't graduating, and I wish I could have known you more closely. I wish you were more open with me, and told me how you really feel all the time. And in case you might see this here, well, I'm sorry for what I feel for you. You are too precious to be only a friend to me. If you ever feel like kissing a girl, I would trip over myself rushing to be first in line. I wish you knew what I really thought and felt for you. I really do.

Dear,

I want you to know that I love you so much. I know I am not the sophisticated lady you wanted to have in your life. I am just too young to be of that stature. I love you and I will choose you a million times over. I really miss our library visits, the way we loved then. The way you cared for me. I was too naive and immature to know any better. Now that I have changed so much for you, please love me the way you used to love me. Those little notes and sneaky love letters and books, can we do that again. However childish that may sound, that is all I need. That is all I ever wanted.

Dear ______,

I wish we didn't do what we did. It eats me up inside every time I think about what I let you do to me. When I think about it I feel disgusted about myself and you and what we did. Worst of all I can't forget. I'll never forget letting you touch me like that. Certain times when we...I enjoyed parts of it...but other times I wish I had the courage to say no. I wish I had saved myself I wish so many things but I wish above all, it hadn't been you. I wish it had been him. My biggest regret is not waiting till it was with my husband.

Dear ______,

We were best friends. Nobody and nothing could ever come between us. We lived at each other's houses, treated each other's family as our own.

But then, you had to go and fall in love with my brother. I knew he didn't like you, he was only using you to get back at his ex. I told you but you wouldn't listen. I told both of you that if things ended badly I would end up losing my best friend. I begged you not to date him, but you did.

And I was right. I did lose my best friend. But not because of my brother. Because you cheated on him. You broke his heart, and I lost it. I chose him over you and I said some things I'm not proud of. We fought and argued so much. Then we came to an end. I haven't seen you in 5 years now. I miss you and I'm sorry, but I know it'll never be the same.