I haven’t really kept up with this thread but I noticed it again and decided I needed to put up some more stuff. So here goes.
To my family: I love you all dearly but you drive me nuts. Yes I moved out, I admit I was running from your insanity. You may not support all my decisions but thank you for at least starting to accept that I am no longer 5 years old and am 20, old enough to make my own decisions and mistakes.
To my Dad: I’m glad I can finally start to talk to you. It’s still hard but it is nice that I can actually say what’s on my mind without worry of repercussions. You and Susan are a wonderful couple, and despite your differences, which I have seen, I also see you do well together. I know Grandma and Sherry don’t like her much but you should do something good for yourself. G&S are dominating women, and they are your mother and sister, but Susan has helped you become a better person. I can see it in just how our relationship has changed. Without her… well I think you still wouldn’t talk to me much. I know I remind you of my mother, which makes you wary of me, but I am not her. I think Susan has helped you to finally realize that, and to realize how you have projected Mom onto me which caused the rift in our relationship. Marry Susan, or at least keep her around. Family will only get you so far and with our crazy family you need someone like Susan to help keep you sane.
To Susan: Thank you Thank you Thank you. You are a wonderful influence on my father, he is a much happier man. I haven’t seen him having such a great time just hanging out with all of us in years. Not since I was a little girl, before Mom and him started having problems… or at least my noticing them. I hope he will decide to ignore our family who have treated you badly and realize that he needs someone there to be with him. I certainly hope he stays with you. And even if you two break up I will keep in touch. I can talk to you about anything, and you have helped me through so much.
To my Mom: I love you so much, even though we live in different cities it is nice to know I can call you when I have a bad day and just cry over the phone as if you are here with me. I miss seeing you all the time though and I will try my best to visit you more often, if just to get those great hugs you give.
To Liam: I love you. You have your problems, but you are getting your life on track which is great. Now I only wish you could realize that you’re ex-wife shouldn’t determine all your future relationships. I wish as well you’d notice me as more than a friend, and perhaps a potential relationship material, but even if you don’t I wish you luck in any future relationships. You will make a great father someday. We have our disagreements and I know I get bitchy at you, it’s not really you so much though you can be irritating at times and I feel justified with getting snippy at those times. It’s just with my feelings for you and my inability to properly express them… I am frustrated with myself. You have helped me in a major way to find myself, to realize that I can make my own decisions for myself. I am still trying to get past residual psychosis from my insane family but if it weren’t for you and our friends I would probably be that little shut in girl I was when you first met me.
To that cute girl that ruffled my hair at the bar: I know you probably initially thought I was a guy sitting there by myself, but when you walked past and ran your fingers through my hair then gave me that cute smile of yours… well I was a goner. I should’ve stood up and said hello but I was nervous and could just grin back at you. Then I got called up to sing and I got more than a little drunk and didn’t think of finding you to say hello. But thanks for making my night.
To all my teachers at my school: Thank you so much. Before I came here I was only a half decent student, not really caring about my marks or what I learned. Instead here you have instilled in me a sense of wonder and curiousity about my world and helped to realize that maybe, yes, I can go to college and do what I have wanted to do since I was little. And thanks to you my marks have gone up, just by the fact that you try to make class as interesting as possible.
To the student teacher in my social class: You are a hotty. I’ll probably never see you again now that you have finished your practicum, but thank you for coming to our class and making it wonderful. We girls teased you a lot and you came across as a bit arrogant, but you made us laugh and brightened our class to no end. It was great having you for the last class of the day because you made class go so much faster, and so much more interesting, even if we got off topic half the time. I think we learned just as much with you teaching and goofing around as with the regular teacher teaching a full class. Maybe I’ll run into you at the bar sometime and we can actually talk instead of having the whole student/teacher thing happening.
lol I just realized. This thread was started awhile ago… I was 18 in my first post and now I’m 20. Wow how time flies…