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My brother doesn't like the scones you keep giving him, but he's just too nice to say anything.

Ok, fine, just go on hating me forever.

to my school director: you are all too willing to waste my time nd money.

We could have that chicken rice on the first day. Or that pasta place? Or maybe that sushi place?

Today is a different day, the old routine will not be replayed, a new way of being exists now.
I am becoming comfortable with me, as I am, and moving away from the idea of who I should be.
Too much happened and it near destroyed us both.
For the memory of who you were before the ravine, and for what we shared once; today, I genuinely wish you well in life.

Most things worthwhile in life are challenging. Thanks for listening.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zLfCnGVeL4

Dear Mom,

I'm sorry you felt like you were doing the lion's share of the work yesterday. I can understand why you felt that way, since you did put a lot of time and energy into making food for the BBQ. However, to blame me and say that I should have been helping you more is wrong, since I asked you (multiple times, by the way) if you wanted help, and you kept telling me "Not right now. I'll let you know if I want help, though." So do you think that I was supposed to say "I'm not taking no for an answer. I'm helping you, no matter how adamant you are that you don't need it"? Of course I wasn't going to say that. If you wanted help, you should have told me so, instead of lying like you did. Your need to lie to me is not my fault, it's 100% yours. So don't you dare try to pin the blame on me.

Also, in terms of the way I was talking to Dad's friend about the book I read, again, I had no idea that you didn't want me to talk about mental illness. You should have made that clear before Dad's friends arrived, rather than getting angry with me about it now. Plus, it's not my fault that I like to read books about mental illness, nor is it my fault that Dad's friend wanted to talk to me about the book I was reading. He seemed genuinely interested in it, and even took a picture of it with his phone, so he could look for a copy of his own. I feel like you'd rather I hadn't made that connection with him, as though the fact that I rarely make connections with people these days doesn't even matter to you. It seems like your own sensitivities matter more to you than my happiness does, and that's just plain BS. You don't seem to care at all about how unhappy I am these days, and when I try to talk to you about it, you tend to get "overwhelmed" really quickly and want me to stop telling you about it. So why should I care about your feelings, then, when you can't even get over your sensitivities enough to care about mine?

I cannot explain how angry I am at you right now. I really wish I could move out right this second and never talk to you again. This sort of behavior on your part has been going on for far too long and I'm sick and f*****g tired of it.

I remember when you said that you would never doubt yourself again, but I guess you did it anyway.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWbRi3PO4aA

don't think twice, it's all right.

Some apologies, because I want to make things right with Jackie so that we may be reconciled:

I'm sorry I complained about you here on this website. I am sorry I've hurt your feelings and made you feel unloved. I think we're more than even now, but I forgive you and just want to reconcile us together.

To your brother, I'm sorry I wrongly thought he was partly to blame. I had no idea you were leaving me when you went to babysit for your brother. I thought he might have seen my complaining about you and showed them to you, thus leading to your silence when I tried to write you on the day you went to babysit. It stank especially when he said that, "I was the only one in your corner, and then you insulted me by blaming me" or something like that. Sorry dude, I was left to guess as to what was going on and it seemed a likely probability.

I didn't know Jackie was leaving and I'd be willing to undergo a polygraph for that and everything else said about me also. I love Jackie and I forgive her, and sorry if that hurts to be forgiven - I have plenty I need to be forgiven for also, so please don't be angry that I forgive you for this manner of behavior because I literally mean that I forgive you Jackie and I literally mean I love you also.

Dear You All,

25 years now since I last lived in our hometown. That's a quarter-century. A full generation has been born and raised to adulthood. Some have even married and had children of their own.

I told you that I would come back one day, and I meant it. Still do. It's knowing that you all still think of me as that hopeless loser who was begging for a safe place to sleep after losing his home, job, and family - the person that you all turned away and told to grow up.

It still hurts to remember how we were all once a family under Dad's roof, and that those days will never come back. All I ever wanted from you was to be loved, to feel that you cared, and to believe that I belonged. I get that now, right here, with my wife and our friends from church. True, they're not blood relatives, but at least they remember my birthday. Do you even remember how old I am?

So, the next time you call and ask when I'm coming home for a visit, try to remember that my home is right here with my wife, and not there with the people who let me sleep on the streets and go hungry when they knew that they could do something about it.

Sincerely,

Fnord

Those jelly-like candies and a $1 earphone as well, please.

Why won't you speak to me Jackie? Are you really the type of person to throw another away? Everything between us could be restored and made new, better than before even, and all it takes is you gaining the courage to do what's right. I love you Jackie and I'm not giving up on you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAhpOR2ZztI