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where did all the cheese go

-me

Another thing, Lisa:

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I love you, I really, honestly do. I'd go anywhere and do anything. I know I'll never get this connection with anyone else but what else can I do? I'm always here

Dear John,

I wish there was a way to make you understand just how strongly I feel about you, but it's probably inappropriate, much like this whole entire situation. I don't want to make myself crazy over you, but I can't help it. I'm trying very hard, and I am sorry. I don't ever want to make you feel bad at all, and that's true to the point where if I know I've upset you somehow I beat myself up for that much worse than any other time I'm beating myself up. Haha. I'm very grateful that you take the time to help me and listen to my incoherent explanations as to why I'm so messed up. I wish you wouldn't worry about me though, I've made it this far in life, and I'll be ok. I intend to keep my promise to you, just because it was you who made me promise I won't take my anger out on my work. And I'll try to relax, but hopefully you understand, or will eventually understand, just how hard it is for me to do that.

Sincerely,
loko

Dear Lisa

You can't push and bully me around, any more. Mick Avory has left the studio. Good luck, trying to find another victim, to overwork around the parking lots.

CockneyRebel

Dear anomie,

I'm sorry you have to suffer like this. It isn't your fault. You didn't choose or cause it.

It's not your fault that by the time you have travelled to work you've used up all your energy, and you feel like crying because you can't do your job and can't even imagine how the 8 hours are going to pass, and when they finally do and you drag yourself home you are so exhausted and overloaded that you say or do something "wrong" or react too extremely to something, and then have another row and exhaust yourself for another day.

It's not your fault but maybe I can help you change it.

It's not your fault that you fell in love with someone with a child and that the child gives love and happiness to him, while taking it away from you.

It's not your fault but maybe I can help you carve out a life that provides for your needs an well as theirs.

It's not your fault that you fell in love with someone who cannot plan or remember anything, so that you never know what is going to happen.

It's not your fault, but maybe I can help you work around it.

It's not your fault that you are always a second away from tears, from depression and a feeling of collapse.

It's not your fault, but maybe I can help you to grow a little stronger.

It's not your fault that your intellect is sleeping, dormant somewhere - that you used to read books on database theory at the weekends and now you can just about manage to watch Bad Girls.

It's not your fault - you've tried prodding it and it won't wake up. Maybe I can help you to enjoy your life without it.

Maybe I can ... if you let me.

anomie

Dear Lisa,

It's your second Sunday without my presence. Does it feel funny, not to be looking at my sweet face? What's going through your head, right now as you only have two other people working with you, this morning. Don't look at me, with your puppy eyes. You know that your attitude has reduced the weekend crew from The Kinks, to Three Dog Night. Do you like getting things done later, because you only have three people, or do you want me back? I know that you'll never take me back, so you're stuck as a threesome. Do you have any last regrets? Best wishes.

CockneyRebel

Dear WP members over the time now I've become greatly disenchanted with the internet despite being on it for 14yrs now..Basically, I'm gradually reaching a point where I might choose to leave the net entirely for good!Anyways, I've tried but, more than likely I've failed and did not manage to keep up with everything & everyone.. Well, I'll keep trying till the time does come when I've cashed in all my wp chips in..

Sincerely,
ProfessorX

Dear J-,

I love you as a friend and always will. When you told me what Ms. S- had done to you, I hid a rage I could not bear to let you see. I think I will deal with her. She has done a wrong that no one else is in a position to punish, and she should pay. I cannot put her through the kind of terror she made you suffer. It is not within my power to put her between the millstones of despair as she did you. However, I can give her a good scare. Just walking into her classroom when she is alone, being an autistic person whom she in her ignorance considers psychopathic, and talking to her for a while should do it. You may not be in a position to strike back, but I am. Trying to convince you in your ignorance of the subject that your best friend was a monster, incapable of loving you, is a sin for which there cannot be enough devils in Hell. I will have to suffice.

Sincerily,

Arminius

Dear four,

It has been awhile since the thought of you returned to my head. I need to stop this now. I am done indulging in imaginary talks with you. I am done tweaking things to make them how they should have been. I am done. I would like to say sorry, but I will not find you. You do not want that and I do not need that. I do hope you are well though. I am glad that you got to speak and I got to listen. I wish we could have been friends... I wonder if I had known then what I know now... I guess it does not matter though. The best thing I can do is stay away. You know what gets me though? I sat there and I knew. I never know anything, but I knew. You are now the reason my internal siren now screams "RUN" when I get to thinking that I know what is good for someone. Sometimes I do not want to know. I wish I never would have known with you. I hope some day you get it figured out. It will be sad to purge you from my head... you have been like a favorite season to me... but the thought of you has outlived its productivity in my mind and now I need to box you away in my head and treat you like one more person in just another compartment in my mind. It was good knowing you... thanks for sharing your thoughts and time with me... goodbye, four.

Five

To my brain,

One of your many functions is to process information from my senses. When you do this correctly, or as close to correctly as possible, it makes life run a lot more smoothly for me. However, going "OMGWTF" and refusing to make sense of input from one or more senses is somewhat less helpful, particularly in crowded environments such as the city. To navigate through such an environment, I need to be able to perceive objects, people, the spaces between such, and the movements of people. If I cannot do so, I am likely to walk into things, or to trip up stairs, which I did three times today, thanks to your refusal to correctly process visual input and to orient my body in space. On that note, is it really necessary, when I'm going up or down stairs, to make me lose all sense of where my body is every time I stop staring at my feet? I could really do without feeling so disoriented.
Preserving all my sensory functioning, but having everything come in too loud, too bright and too fast is just spiteful. Having my sensory input nearly normal, but then removing my ability to talk is also not very nice. I can, however, get around this by pointing to whatever I want, but not if you also remove my ability to move my body.
I know that after too much input you get fed up, but there is no need to interpret everything as "Ouch, that hurts" and try to make me lose consciousness. I cannot shut down at a crowded train station.
Please try to work properly.

Thank you,

- Rachel

Dear Robert,

I am sorry you are in so much pain. I realise what a difficult time you are having and my heart feels for you. I know from my own experience there is nothing I can do to help you. You can tell me "no" but I hope that things would change and you two could be together. It is terrible what some women will do to get a man. I hope one day you will think of me and not think of this other woman and the pain she has caused you and your love. You know I am here if ever you need someone to talk to. I wish you all the best Robert.

Love, Taupey

Dear Agnieszka,
You are not alone, you never were. You just wanted to escape from where you didn't fit and that was a good thing, it lead you to the right place. Be grateful for what you've received.

Yours,
Yourself

Dear... I don't do it because it hurts, I'm not stupid. I do it because it takes the pain from my heart and makes it into something I can bare

Dear my stupid- self, I'm sorry that I alowed that brain trauma to occur but, there was nothing I could do at that time.Maybe oneday I'll find some sense of order and be able to put my life back to where it should have been so many damned years ago!! !


Sincerely,
Stupid- ProfessorX

Dear L-,

Stop hating yourself. You did what you could,

Arminius