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Dear you(s),

I didn't want to admit it to anyone because I'd like to say I know how much you all tried. Truth is however, no one even remembered but about 3 people, two of which were my parents. Who called me at midnight and sang to me over the phone. At 11 am the next day you check the calender and suddenly realize you've forgotten something and rush to tell everyone else so that by 1 pm I've heard it 3 times from the three other people I live with coupled with their sincerest apologies. My co-workers remembered it, and you all didn't. And you spend the rest of the day telling me that I shouldn't look forward to every year being shit, but even when I don't it always is. No one remembers and when they do it's still just another day all about them. What makes this one day so special? And why is it its always special for other people and not for me? You spent the whole day chewing my ear off because I wouldn't drag you around while your sick. Then when I've finally had enough you take me out to do what you want to do. And while I love going to the movies, is it so wrong to not want to pay to see the same thing two days in a row? I told you what I wanted to do and instead we did what you wanted. I bought my self my own piece of cake, which thanks to you I was unable to eat. I spend all day actually wishing I had gone to work instead, even wishing they were short staffed so I could work a double. You 'effin threw a tantrum just as things were getting a little lighter-hearted and stormed off to cry and scream in the bathroom. You apologized while I paid for everything. Which I actually had no issues with. But you forgot. We've been friends for how long? We even 'effin live together, and you forgot. All of you. I was in a different state helping out family and didn't forget. I harassed you all day and sent you cards and all that. Before that I bought you a book you'd been dying for and even arranged for you to meet a celeb. Took you for sushi and sake, which are your favorites. I don't want to say more. I think I've driven home that I'm hurt.

Thank you for making me feel invisible,
Me

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