I’ve seen you a few times. We were awkwardly introduced. I smiled and waved. I don’t have a great deal … Continue reading Letters I Will Never Send: Dear My Ex’s Girlfriend.
Clair…Claire (However the hell you spell your name),
I don’t know you. I don’t want to. I don’t like you. I used to hate you but time is the most wonderful healer of pain. I just don’t like you.
I hope you find love. I hope you have a beautiful family and your life is in order. Continue reading “Letters I will Never Send: Dear The Other Woman,”
My therapist asked me to write a letter I will never send. Addressed to my ex. Well. Obviously I am familiar with doing this. This letter may be redundant when looking at the others but it’s just another way to help me heal.
We speak on a weekly basis. If you ask me it’s more than I’d like to but we have a son together and it’s what is best for him. So I do it. When we do speak I keep it to minimal but I would like to clear up somethings and update you on my life now. Continue reading “Letters I Will Never Send: Dear Ex Husband,”
Hey girl. You have a lot on your mind. You Graduated with you BA degree just a year ago and you still haven’t gotten a job. It’s hard out there but keep your head up. You will find your place soon. Just try to remember to be creative with your degree. You don’t have to be a teacher but you have to apply what you’ve learned to work somewhere you can be happy.
You just moved in with your new husband three months before the wedding. Continue reading “Letters I Will Never Send: Dear Newly Married Heather,”
If I really air my concerns I am admitting to not just you but to myself that I am prepared to accept our demise. But if it means I protect my boy, then I will sadly part ways.
Here is my “Carrie Bradshaw” Sex and the City over dramatic monologue on why we might not work. Continue reading “A Letter I Will Send: Dear J,”
I love you.
I know you might roll your eyes when you read this. And you might not want the insight I have as you grow. But all of our stories are important and so is ours.
When I found out I was pregnant I was terrified. I was not going to be a Mommy. Not really a part of my plan. I wanted to see the world and I wanted to have cool toys. Continue reading “Letter I Will Never Send: Dear Sweet Little Boy,”
Masqued. You challenged me. I have an Olympic Gold in crappy self esteem. But this will feel good.
Because you are hard on yourself
sometimes here are 50 Reasons why you are a Strong Awesome Woman: Continue reading “Follow up to Letter’s I will never send (but already sort of did): Dear J. Response: Dear Heather.”