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Dear Satu, Finally year 2022 and bold new beginnings, but what changed? Did Satu change? Despite all of your never ending talk about groundbreaking transformation and spiritual growth. No I don’t think that you did. Does my opinion count, I don’t think that it does, it never did to you. You would have already changed something if it did. But let’s be realistic, you don’t change, do you? You asked for examples of your entitled behavior, here are just a few. For me this is just to reflect back, and move on. I’ve had the odd privilege of having a front row seat in your self-sabotage almost four years now. Your cycle of abusing family, friends, and professional relationships has not changed one bit. Somehow you still manage to keep your head above water. The cost, maybe there is none...
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¹ eu sou alguém que gosta muito de saber sobre as pessoas que estão ao meu redor. Muitas vezes sei de coisas que elas me contam uma vez e eu me lembro daquilo por anos, ou às vezes eu apenas escuto o que eslas dizem pra outra pessoa. Mas percebo que quando se trata da minha pessoa, quase ninguém sabe o que dizer sobre mim. Então lá vai: me dizem que sou calma, fofa e meiga. Talvez um pouco, mas mais do que isso, eu sou tímida, nervosa, rancorosa, sensível e muitas outras coisas. ² eu sou uma pessoa sociofobica, ou seja, eu tenho mais dificuldades pra conviver com outras pessoas fora de casa. Mesmo que eu saiba que os outros gostem de mim ou nem mesmo liguem para o que eu faça, eu me importo com isso, e pesa muito. Eu quase não consigo fazer coisas simples como fazer uma apresentação...
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Freshman year of college was a whirlwind of a time, and I enjoyed experiencing it all with you. With the ups and downs of the year, in those short eight months before COVID kicked us out of our dorm, I relished every moment. Even as we had our arguments, I never questioned your honesty and transparency. I applauded your ability to always be blunt and invite all types of conversations. However, as we were getting to know each other, there were a few race-based conversations we had that were distasteful and unexpected. As a first generation American, I always appreciated your openness to Indian culture and enthusiasm to learning about my family traditions. Your curiosity to learn about different customs is admirable, and I really appreciated it in the right context. However,...
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I’ve tried to talk to you so many times about what you did to me a long time ago, but anytime we met up you changed the topic mostly to about you. So I want to share with you openly what you did and what I accomplished. When we first became friends , I thought it would be a lasting friendship. We dated a pair of brothers at the time and always were together. But after I broke up with your boyfriends brother, you treated me differently and then replaced me as a friend with his new girlfriend. That was fine, I got over it. In the meantime we still danced together. I supported you when after our main instructor quit and you took over teaching and almost all except 8 students quit because they didn’t like your dance style. And even though I really didn’t either, I never told you and I stayed...
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I can say I regret what I did, even though it was the right thing to do. You were more than just my friend, but my soulmate. My lifelong partner, my family, and my home. But like any good relationship we had our ups and our downs, but I always just let it go. I guess that's just the type of person I am, I don't care how you treat me or what you do to me. It's not because I'm nice or care about your feelings, it's really just because I don't care. So when we would get into a fight and you'd ignore my feelings and make the whole thing about you, I'd just move on. But I couldn't do that this time. You were starting to catch these feelings for this boy who I could tell was going to break your heart, not because he's a bad person but just because a relationship with him wouldn't last....
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August 16, 2021 To Whom It May Concern: One of the most difficult parts of my job is trying to explain to a spouse or parent what it will be like to watch their loved one pass away. I feel the need to try and warn them about what they may see and hear as they hold onto their family members hand during the final moments of life, as dying is not always a peaceful and quiet process. This is especially true when the person who is dying is suffering from pneumonia or any other severe lung ailment. These patients can become severely “air hungry”, as they are unable to satisfy their need for oxygen. Healthcare workers do everything in their power to make dying people comfortable but sometimes it is just not possible and we fail. One will witness many different types of breathing when a...
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To E, You'll never read this, and even you do, you probably won't know it's for you. Isn't it pathetic, how I still think about you, even after all these years? I still can't think of your name without feeling the sinking in my stomach. To say I miss you would be a lie but to say I am indifferent would be a bigger one. I don't want you in my life anymore, and I know you don't want me in yours. Still, I wonder what would've happened if things kept going. I wonder that a lot, nowadays. I still remember your birthday. And what your favorite ice cream flavor was, back then. And the food you're allergic to. So every late April, and sometimes when I see mint chocolate chip ice cream, and very rarely when I walk pass the berries in the grocery store, I spiral. Which sucks because my...
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Dear, dear Morgan, I took my time before writing your letter because I didn’t know where to start. I have so much to tell you, and I know how much I am going to hurt you. I am ashamed, but I couldn’t just leave, writing to everyone and not you. So here goes nothing. I didn’t believe in instant connection before meeting you. That is to say, I had the chance to meet my soulmate when I was nine years -old, and that is awesome. I had the joy to understand someone just by looking at them, to laugh until I cried, to be eased by a simple touch, to trust with all my life. I had the chance to love someone more than myself and meeting you changed me for the better every day because you piss me off as much as you make my day brighter. It is hard reading you, sometimes. Since I was so at ease...
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I thought we would be best friends forever, but apparently, we were too different. Not everybody we meet is supposed to hold a role in our lives forever. I guess we were only meant for the short term. No one starts a friendship, knowing that it’ll end. When we met, I hoped that our friendship would be long-term. I wanted you to be a bridesmaid at my wedding. I pictured us as adults with husbands that were friends. I, imagined us having children at the same time and them being friends. But that is no longer an option. in high school, we were extremely close; close enough, no one thought we would turn into strangers. But it happened. I no longer know what is going on in your life and you with mine. You are no longer my best friend, but someone that I once knew. Although, I am sorry for...
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Dear dad, I should have just put your name down since dad is a title that is earned, not just handed down on a silver plate. But whatever....dear dad, It's me....your eldest daughter, who is breaking as she writes this. You told me that you hate God for giving you a daughter like me and you wish I was never born. So why didn't you give me up when I was in mum's womb? Why didn't you let me die when my heartbeats were weak in the womb? Oh and dad...I didn't ask to be born nor did I ask to be your daughter. For a daughter, their father is their superhero, their first love, their knight in shining charming...but dad, you've been kind of my superhero but you've also been my heart breaker. I have had a lot of crushes and some have treated me badly, but that's nothing compared to the...
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