We bonded over our similarities. You understood where I came from and you were the same. In fact, our situations had been the same but we were different in too many ways.
I should've known that things were never going to be the same after I told you that I liked you. But the thing is, I lied. I was in love with you. The kind of love that I could see your faults but I didn't care, we could tell each other exactly what we were thinking but no matter the difference of opinion, we still offered our support. I was lying when I told you that he was my first love, because it was you. It was you and you didn't love me back. Even after I told you how I felt, you were there. You acted like nothing had ever happened. And so did I. I ignored it because I thought having you as a friend was better...
Broken Hearts
There have been countless articles, posts and conversations about Chester Bennington’s suicide on 20 July 2017. I have read the outpouring of support for his family and friends, the articles on depression awareness as well as the saddening negative remarks of his death being selfish and how he was a coward in his act of suicide. The majority of the articles relate his suicide to his continuous battle with substance and alcohol abuse. This may be the truth in the immediate link but few will stop and call out the ‘seed’ that grew into a dark, hollow and scarred future. What led to his drug and alcohol addiction! What led him to want to so desperately want to escape life! Escape reality. To numb himself so much that he felt he could, just for a moment, cope with life. Chester was often open...
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Hi You,
This is the story of your life. As short as it was it was full of love.
I discovered you July 15th, 2017. I couldn't believe it at first. I wanted you so bad but I didn't believe you would happen yet. I was in total shock. I started dreaming of your future. You were coming at the perfect time. Five weeks before your Aunt Kaitlyn's wedding and three months before camp. I couldn't have asked for a better time.
But first I had to tell your Daddy you were here. I waited another day to be sure then put my plan into action.
Your sister took a nap that afternoon so I convinced your Daddy to let me run to town. I found a shirt for your sister... "I am the big sister" and a book "I'm a big sister".
I got home and your sister was up. I handed her the paper...
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Dear Unnamed Person,
I am writing this letter to you because I may never get the opportunity to say the things that I need to say to you. On December 31, 2014, life as I knew it, changed forever. When my son died, a part of me died with him. For 2 ½ years I have struggled to create some sort of semblance of life for myself. I have learned to live without my child, while living with an ache in my heart that will never heal.
Up until a few weeks ago, I was adjusting and learning to move forward with my life. I was surviving without my child, even if it was just to honor him, then new evidence and witnesses came forward to reveal that everything relating to my child’s death was a complete lie. Our family had been made to believe that my child was driving your truck because you...
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Mr B,
My God do I love you! I would literally do anything for you... I would fight until every bone in my body was broken to protect you. Your happiness is my happiness. Full stop.
You've asked me a question today that my ears have ached to hear for so long. But the truth is, for the first time ever, my heart isn't able to override my head. No, I will not move in with you. I will not get back together with you. I do not want to be yours again. Ha! Who the hell would have thought I'd ever feel that way!
Truth is, the tears... The endless heart ache... The times my stomach lurched... The days I just about managed to swallow my food only to feel it come back up. All of those pains are still so raw and so gut wrenching that I simply do not have the strength or the courage to face...
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A letter to myself, and to those who had the courage to let the one they love go.
Without you, he would have to look for something to fill the other side of his mattress, where you once confessed undying love for each other through tears, laughter, bites on necks and tangled hair. When the stories that were told on that mattress are so easily overwritten by another femme, you will inevitably envy her for grasping the thing that you once caught, loved, and let go. With his arm underneath her neck, he will be reminded of you through the hole that you accidentally put in the wall on your, now her, side of the bed, with your head, and the hooks on his ceiling which you once hung small things that you know would make him happy because you knew, and know him better than anyone else. He will...
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To my abusive ex,
Even as I set down to write this, I can’t help but think that it is pointless. I know you think that you did nothing wrong. I know that you think my actions excuse your behavior. I know you think that you were a good boyfriend. I know that you think that I’m just some crazy slut crying out for attention. I know that you think that I ruined the best thing I ever had.
I know you think these things because there is a small voice inside me that thinks these things too. It is a voice you planted inside my head. One that I will never fully be able to get rid of. It reminds me of all the nice things you did. How you used to brush my hair behind my ear and hold me when I cried. It tells me what you told me time and time again. That nobody can love me like you did.
Then...
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My sweet handsome man,
There are many things you need to know, and things that I know you are thinking about. You live your life in a constant state of denial. You are the most prideful and stubborn man I've ever met, but one thing that we both know is that you've never been able to hide what's going on in your mind and your heart from me. You have always tried, but eventually you do finally spill your guts and tell me that I was right all along and that you were trying to hide. Just like the time we had a huge fight over something very stupid and hurtful I did to you. While yes we got back together within a few weeks, you closed yourself off emotionally to me for months and months...eventually though, you took me to lunch on a rainy day, you turned to me and took my face in your hands...
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Dear M
It was nearly two years ago when you spoke to me, a friendless soul, so kindly. I was going through a painful divorce. I had vowed never to fall in love. You crossed my path multiple times. Unconsciously, and against my better judgment, I began to fall for you. I did not, however, utter a word to you, or do anything to get in your way.
Then, nearly, an year ago, our paths crossed once again. This time, you looked at me and smiled, out of the blue. I was left speechless; my heart felt a dull, soundless blow. Yet, I did not speak to you, or get in your way. When you were around, I would stare into nothingness. Then our paths crossed once again. This time you smiled that beautiful smile of yours and said "Hi"! I replied back, unable to believe my ears.
This continued for a...
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Right from the beginning there were signs of you being a red flag. Me who had just gone through a very long relationship and a horrible break-up choose to ignore it. I thought you were going to help me move on. Turns out I was wrong. I got your number from a friend. I never expected you to be such a big part in my life. We started out texting. I was quite younger than you but you would've never guessed. We went on cheesy dates to places like the movies and ice skating. You truly made me happy.
Your grades started to drop because we were spending do much time together and your parents decided it would be best to spend awhile away from each other. I gave you my iPod to stay in touch. But you didn't use it to talk to just me. This is when it started. The lies. The manipulation....
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