Broken Hearts

We see you looking at other girls. We see how much time you spend doing makeup. We see the look when the supermodel comes on TV. We see the want in your eyes walking by "that girl" in school. What we don't see is the smile when you look in the mirror and see how beautiful YOU are. What we don't see is you wearing clothes that make YOU happy. What we don't see is the side of you which only comes out at sleepovers with your friends. Real guys don't need the fancy clothes that cost you all your money. Real guys don't need painted on eyebrows. Real guys don't need to see your boobs and butt. Real guys want you to be happy in your own skin. Real guys want to see the you only a few get to see. Real guys want to see the face God gave you, not the one society wants you to have. So if...
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Dear Ex-Best Friend, It has been almost a full year since you left me. I will admit that when you first left I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t breathe. When I did eventually fall asleep though I would wake up completely panicked. The voice in my head screamed at me over and over that “She IS NEVER COMING BACK. SHE IS NEVER COMING BACK.” I use to obsessed about what happened, playing the story of how we fell apart over and over again in my head. I would think about what I wish I would have done differently to save you from yourself, and the path of self-destruction you chose by choosing him. I hated myself for not being able to save the person that I loved more than anything in this world, a person I felt God had sent me to watch over and protect. Before he ever came into our...
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I know this will be hard for you to hear but this is a story that has to be told. Your words – they affect me harshly every time. Amma, you told me dark skin, black skin was ugly. You embedded it in my mind from an early age. “You look nice even if you’re black”, “don’t sit in the sun, you’ll get darker” you would say or simply “kari”, would be something you would say when you’re angry with me as though that would suffice to be an acceptable thing to vent out. Amma, even your well meant words will sting because they are fundamentally belittling me when you dismiss someone’s daughter, fiancée or wife about something they did, a family problem probably and you would you would for some reason see them as a disappointment because they are black. Amma, you destroyed my confidence because of...
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I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I wrote this letter. I'm sorry that 1,861 people read and voted on this letter. I'm sorry that I got so angry that I publicly published this letter. I'm sorry that you have to go through this rough journey you're going through right now. I now know that you, too, were angry; not at me, but at the circumstances you were in. I'm sorry that you got involved with things you shouldn't have. I'm sorry you got involved with PEOPLE you shouldn't have. I'm sorry you had to lose everything because you wanted to be "cool" and fit in.
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To the boy who broke me, We dated for three years. You were my everything and I was yours. You were practically my first everything. My first boyfriend, first kiss, first love. We were supposed to be forever, we were supposed to be infinite. You treated me so well. You would hold me when i'm crying, take care of me when I was sick, constantly do whatever I asked as long as it made me happy. You loved me and I know you did. I just don’t know how it got lost. You did a terrible thing to me. I was crushed, I never thought I could love again or be loved. I was so damaged. Normally, people who have gone through this take years to recover, sometimes they never do, sometimes they can never forgive. But I did. It only took me about five months to heal. I had my ups and downs,...
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You went by many names in your lifetime. Shadow given to you by the old woman who first claimed you (you decided shortly after to cross the neighborhood to our home and stay with us). Mean Jaguar given by my little sister who just couldn’t understand why you were so mad all the time, and Louie by my over-zealous grandmother whom could not fathom why we named you what we named you. Perhaps, some speculate, it was to jab at the preacher who was our neighbor, I however think that Lucifer was very becoming on you. I suppose I should rejoice, after all not many people get to spend 17 years of their life with an animal. I did. In those 17 years, you were quite the tyrant. Any dog within miles quaked at the thought of you. No matter how big the neighbor’s Golden Retriever was and no matter how...
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I've got to admit. I've never had that perfect relationship, or even the perfect boyfriend. I've never had that perfect kiss on the perfect night. I've never been out on a proper date. I've never been given what I deserve in a relationship, which is why I am telling you all now this. Even though I have never been in the perfect relationship, I realize what I deserve and what I want now. I've learned and I've taken away many things from my many mistakes. So to those girls who need help or advice with what they deserve, this is for you: 1. Don't let a guy persuade you to do something you don't want to do. Okay listen up, no guy has any right to push you past what you're willing to do. If you say no, then it is no. Don't let him make you feel bad for saying no, or have him make you feel...
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As a little boy, I remember hearing your name, but not quite understanding who you were, what you were capable of doing, and why it is that you do what you do. When I was a child, the big crisis was AIDS, and the news and flurry was around this disease. As I recall, at this point in my life, I didn’t know anyone who had Cancer or anyone who had been impacted by you. Truth be told, my parents likely hid this from my tender little ears, eyes and heart. It was also at this point in my life that I distinctly remember having recurring nightmares as a child where I had lost my mother, and I recall waking up from these dreams in a sweat and terror, checking to see if my mother was alright. Probably not too dissimilar from anyone other child, but let’s continue. As I grew older, I started to...
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I don't really know you, just as you don't know me. We are barely acquainted and I've never spoken a word to you, let alone one that was unkind. So when you spread it around to your friends on the football team that, I, his girlfriend, who held his hand and talked endlessly about our dreams with, was the reason he killed himself. I always pushed him To put himself first and open up, but he just wouldn't budge. If you actually knew him like you claim to, you'd know he was always happy and seemed carefree. It appears you are ignorant and uneducated. So let me school you on a subject that has become so grossly familiar to me; suicide. After being put on countless medications, sedatives, attending many therapy sessions, meeting several grief counselors, and being forced to read books written...
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It hasn't been long since you broke it off. I can't think, I can't sleep, I can't concentrate. The only thoughts that go through my mind are about you. Inside jokes we have, the way you would kiss me, and things you said to me that are forever engraved in my head. I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at the world. I'm angry that life got in the way of us. It's gonna take a long time to get over you. You were the first one to teach me how I deserved to be treated. You told me I deserve better, but you are the better. I'm heartbroken because you care and because I can't change back the clock. I can't change it back to when our love seemed endless and there was nothing in our way. I only wish you the best. Who knows, maybe someday ten years from know when life is all figured out, and the business...
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