Letter to my Narcissist Ex,
It’s hard for me to think about me before you …and me after you… and what this relationship or lack of did to me… what once was a beautiful strong, independent, fearless, loving, trusting , and empathic person you took and stripped away everything that made me …me!! You took my magic and made it seem like I was poisonous. What attracted you to me were the same qualities you tried to use against me later and twist and turn, gas-lighting, and projecting everything on me until one day I actually believed that everything was my fault. You destroyed the parts of myself that I loved. You made me feel crazy and at the same time unknowingly I was in love with a fraud, a mask, someone who played the behavior of someone I would want sooo well that I believed it was...
You Bastard!
malcolm brogdon is absolutely right when he says milwaukee is the most segregated city hes experienced (madison only recently overtook us and they dont have an nba team). how we fix this is another matter. the roots go deep. redlining has been going on since the 70s, and still manifests in the irrational and bigoted attitudes that residents of the suburbs of milwaukee adopt. i dont think that this is a problem that can be solved simply by good will. i think it requires a few things.
1) the milwaukee metro area needs to be consolidated. annex all suburbs.
2) the school districts must be unified so there are no more racial disparities 2a) this means no more magnet schools
3) the cycle of poverty will never be broken while workers arent able to excercise control over their workplaces. to...
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Your passive aggressive silence is deafening. I'd rather you just punch me in the gut because at least that pain would subside. You gave me no closure, you gave me no answers. You made a significant relationship disappear as if it never happened. Rejection through silence activates the same pain pathways in the brain as physical pain. Did you know that? Well played, if you did!
I think you are scared. You are scared to get in the ring because you know that my words could cut you down to size. You know that I know that truth. You need help and you are delusional. I'm so angry that you chose the easy way out. You are numb to the world and think you are invisible. I hate you right now, but hate and love are closely related. I guess if I didn't love you so deeply I wouldn't feel so much...
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Thank You,
-for breaking his heart into 1 million pieces.
-for cheating, and lying.
-for using him, and pretending to love him.
-for throwing him away.
-for moving on as quickly as you did and having him deal with the result of your betrayal.
Because of you, someone now has to heal him, and deal with his broken heart. The man I met months ago, will never be the man he was when he met you. Everyday that passes, he is struck with laughter he once had, but saddened with the thought of what he was once put through it, and if it would happen again. Trust issues are a real thing, but together we are working on them as a part of the healing process.
Thank you for doing all of these things in the course of your time with him. Although you...
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Donald Trump is declaring a emergency at the southern border from what I seen on t.v their no emergency at the border however, their is humanitarian kids being separated fro their parents people wants to escape the violence living in poverty etc to get their kids better lives. Donald Trump is using this bogus excuse just to get wall .I hearing that the Trump Administration wants to get the relief funds from the Hurricanes victims from Puerto Rico Florida...
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Dear Alex, ( not his real name but close enough)
When we met online, I didn’t find you attractive. You really were not my type. However, You seemed smart, level headed, intelligent and the conversation was never lacking. I decided at that time, looks were not that important.
After talking extensively for a week, we decided to meet. I had doubts because of our age difference.....me being an older woman. I still didn’t want that to get in the way of meeting a ‘good’ person. I went with it. I really didn’t think I had anything to lose. I’m a good woman hopefully meeting a good guy. Also, after all our deep conversations and your constant good mornings and good nights, I thought you were quite different from the others I had been meeting. Who am I to judge because all my boxes aren’t...
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I like to say to all you federal government workers out their who missing their paychecks because of congress...
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Dear Evil Stepmother,
Stepmother, not such a pleasant word, is it? Makes one think of Cinderella. In my case, true that fairy tale was for me—how Cinderella’s stepmother was downright evil. It is so easy for you to fit that stereotype. Now I am speaking to you; the one made my life miserable. I imagined my father would get married one day. I also imagined someone who would love my father and welcome me. I did not ask you to be in my life. I never wanted that, and I still don’t.
I remember those days when I still lived with you and I wish I could forget. I can't explain why you despised me so much. Is it because I look like my mother? Because I'm not your child? Or was it the jealously, because you're not the only special person in my dad's life?
Although you never put your...
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Dear Henri.
Dear, the boy decided to cheat on me:
Dear boy who thought he would get off easy!
Don’t worry, you know me. I’m not gonna come to shatter your car window or toilet paper house. I’m not going to late night call you crying or post any more cheating screenshots of you on social media. You know I’m forgiving. You know I have an open heart who will let anyone in. You know I only see the best in people. That’s what I’m known best for- helping my community.
But you also know that I stand up for what’s right.
I kind of knew it was ending. You know that feeling- where you feel free? Where you feel that you have your whole life ahead of you but you have this leech attached to you?
I was describing more of when I get addicted to my phone, but that describes you too.
Knowing...
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Today, today was the last day you’d ever call me names or put your hands on me. You destroyed a lot more today than just sentimental things around my house. You broke me in a way I never thought I could be broken. As is sat in my bathroom floor with the door locked crying my eyes out because once again you had wiggled your way back into my life just to break me down even more than before. Every time you came back the situations just got worse. Mentally I couldn’t take much more but tried being strong because I didn’t want to be another person that walked out on you. I wanted you to feel loved and cared about. Because I loved you more than you’d ever know. I made everything my fault in my head even if I never said that out loud. I lost myself along the way. And that. It scared me. I wanted...
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