Write a Letter You Cannot Send (Read the Rules!)

[Snowlondon]

dear n,
hi. i don't normally write letters on this forum - actually, this is my first. it feels too... open. all it takes is a search of my posts, and boom. you'll see this. but will you know it's for you? i think you will. or, i hope you will.
i know i'm not using proper grammar here, blah blah blah. honestly i don't care. shocking, right?
ok, i'll try to cut to the chase. you don't like formalities, i know. just like i know so much about you. because i'm a stalker? no. because i'm your best friend. right?
a year ago, you would have laughed. i can just hear you saying "of course we're besties, duh," and i would have nodded in agreement. but now, i think you're trying to make me feel bad. so bad.
you know, people tell me it's something you're good at. way too good at. what are you good at? blaming others. demonizing others. making others stay up all night worrying, even though it's your fault. your fault.
and you've done it again. i know what happened last year. it wasn't cool. i take the blame, this time deservingly. i wasn't a good friend. i know it, and i regret every moment.
but you weren't exactly an angel. no way hon. for every time i said something mean to you aloud, you'd say five hidden things.
you've always had a way with words. that's one reason we became friends. we knew words could be our tools. but for what?
not greatness, clearly. you discovered how to shape your sentances, so they revolved around an insult. yet, somehow, looking at it from afar, the insult was undetectable.
if i what i was doing could be considered a stab, you were feeding me traceless posion. like invisible ink, the cruelness would stay just long enough for me to read it, than fade away. and you could deny it.
our war is over. we aren't at each other's throats anymore. i thought, naively, that this meant we could be friends again. that everything would go back to normal.
i was so, so wrong. suddenly every action i'd made is tying me back against a wall, because of who? you. you are so unwilling to let the past stay there. everything has to come back. again, and again. i'm at your feet, apologizing endlessly. because i want our friendship back.
but you? nope. not an apology from you.
if that was it, i could patch up our friendship. but there's more.
you will never be held accountable for anything you ever did to me. why? I don't know. because life is unfair, i guess.
every time you ever sneered or jeered at me, forgotten. and to tell the truth i've tried to keep it that way. you might want me to suffer over and over in an infinite loop, but i am better.
i told myself that if i pretended your sins never existed, you would do the same for mine. but i realize that was me, lying awake all night all over again.
i'm so done. so let it be known to the world, you bullied me.
and i, trying to defend myself, was mean right back.
blame me if you want to. but both sides need to be told.
snowlondon

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To I
Stop creating drama. The whole class is toxic because of you. I mean. Don’t even act like you don’t notice me trying to become closer friends with S even though we have an off on relationship. Remember that time I gestured to S that we would be partners, but you practically stole her away. So, I was forced to be with A again. Oh, please don’t pretend like it’s all my fault. And don’t ever say sorry to me again. I don’t care. Remember that time you backstabbed me? You said I hated S, even though I didn’t, you went behind my back and now I don’t even know if S likes me. And such a shame we had a great friendship. On the topic of friendship, it was all your fault Av and N left me. I try to bring it up and you say it isn’t and it was bound to happen someday. Bullocks! We were really good friends. And you will never ever see this because you can’t be ‘bothered’ to join this. You say school is to important, but I see you on Sims every day in class.
From C

[Rtas 'Vadum]

Dear S,

you're like the best person I've ever had in my life, you’ve helped me through so much and stayed with me for years, and I really thank you for everything you’ve done for me
I was sad to see you go months ago once you were done visiting me, and I still miss you, I hope we get to visit again sooner or later!
As I said, I seriously thank you for your kindness and I love you so much, and I hope to see you next summer so we can both have a fun time again.

[AccidentsHappen]

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There's no way you would ever expect to hear from me. Why would you? But there's something I want to tell you, even if I really can't. You are a bad person, and you've done bad things, but I forgive you. And I want to thank you. You taught me a valuable lesson about people. You've probably saved me some heartache, at least equal to what you caused, anyway. So thanks.
-L

[「 vivien 」]

Dear J,

Why am I even writing a letter that you'll never see? Wait, I know why.
Because it is easier then speaking face-to-face with you about how I
feel.

I appreciate you're trying to be the most supportive person through my
mental status but you need to know when enough is enough.

There are boundaries to these things and I'm sort of over it at this point.
I told you I needed space but you didn't listen, so I got angry at you and
you decided to play the victim. I have told you what could happen if you
hang around me all the time, I keep telling you I need my own personal
space/time.

Please, just please listen. I'm too exhausted to keep repeating these
simple phrases over and over.

[molotov]

dear a,
you talked to me when no one else would, when I was at my lowest point you were there to cheer me up, you protected me when I was bullied, you gave me hope, you gave me a reason to enjoy going to school everyday because I knew that you’d be there, my best friend, my only friend, why did you have to go and ruin that? it’s funny to think our friendship ended because of a simple insignificant political view that wasn’t even my own but my parents, like seriously? that’s so absurdly stupid that it’s actually hilarious. I’m glad to see that your not letting your education get in the way of your ignorance you small minded, pretentious, jerk. and no I’m not insulting you, I’m simply describing you. I don’t know if you realize this but not everyone is going to have the same views as you, and if you can’t accept that then your going to have a hard time keeping friends, we are all different, we are all individuals with our own opinions and beliefs, and yeah you may not agree with them all, and that’s fine, your obligated to your opinions and I respect them even though I don’t particularly agree with them, but do you really have to openly hate on them?? I mean, it was uncomfortable enough for me to have to go through all the times you hated on homosexuals, but why? why did you have to call me out, to put a label on me that I couldn’t shake off. do you know how hard that was to deal with? you better watch yourself, because if you ever make anyone feel as worthless and insignificant as you made me feel, if you ever reject someone, if you ever hurt someone as badly as you did me, I assure you I won’t be the one cowering in a corner this time. but all in all I’d like to thank you, the whole experience was really fun to deal with, all that judgment, the isolation, the pain, all that time of people assuming I was a racist was great so thanks, love you, hope your life is as wonderful as your personality <3

[Lostfairy]

Dear Mom,

Thanks for sitting with me and rubbing my back at 3am last night. <333

[Lostfairy]

Dear Dad,

Ohhhh wow. Pulling that good ol’ card again. It’s getting real old real fast.

Mom says thanks for offering to do something and you mock her in the stupidest unfunny way? So then I try to defend my mom because I love her and she loves me and I say, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

And RIGHT AWAY, you get so flipping defensive and say “You know, -insert my name-, you read way too much in my little comments. You need to lighten up.”

Excuse me?

Lighten up? I read too much into what you say?

Oh really. I do, huh? So you have NEVER ever read way too much into a comment I say that’s supposed to be funny and lighthearted and you just totally blow it over the top and overreact.

You’re such a hypocrite.

What has happened between us, Dad? What? We used to spend quality time together and you were interested in me and spoke life into me.

Now, we barely talk, unless it’s some stupid argument, in which case, I hardly talk in cuz you never flippin let me. You’re hardly interested in my life and if you are, you don’t ask me. You ask Mom. Somedays you speak life into me and others, you just tear me apart and bring me to tears. What is going on?!

I keep coming back to the thought that... it’s because I’ve grown up. Whenever you talk to new parents, you say how much you love the early years of kids lives. It makes me take a step back and think, “Do you enjoy your own daughters teen years?” So maybe your frustrated that I’ve grown up and don’t like playing make believe anymore. That I spend time online, drawing, writing (bet you don’t know I do that), talking to my best friends. I play video games, I read books. I’m not a child anymore.
Maybe you don’t like my teen attitude and wish I was young and helpless again.

What happens when, we look back to this year when I’m a full grown adult and I’ve moved away? Will you realize you missed out on my teen years? Or will you give yourself a fake pat on the back cuz you think you did so amazing?

I think... I’m gonna look back and cry. My dad doesn’t seem to love me as much as my other sisters. I rub him the wrong way or something.

I wonder... when I graduate and you give your parent grad speech, what will you say about me? Just generic things? Or actually heart-felt things about my personal self? Do you even KNOW me?

I also think... some people say that girls will marry a guy who’s like their dad.
I sure hope I don’t...
I don’t know if I could handle that.
I need someone who can lift me up and help me through life. I need someone who accepts me and appreciates me and loves me. I need someone who does stuff with me and doesn’t overreact to small things I do.
So... not you, Dad. Not you.

I wish I could give this to you. But I can’t. It’s too much. You’d never understand.
You’d probably just overreact anyway.

I’m heartbroken.
Love you though. Even if you don’t seem to love me.

-your youngest daughter

P.S. Mom has mentioned that before I was born, you had told her that three kids was good and you didn’t want anymore. She had to insist to have me.
You claim you changed your mind about it.
But I sometimes doubt that.

[GalaxiesAway]

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[halo7]

dear -
couldn't you learn to love me?
i'm sorry, i probably just sound
greedy right now, don't i? even
if you don't, i love you forever.