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Dear Mom,
Couldn't you at least say you were happy for us before yelling at me?
Dear bullies,
you won
Dear Mom and Dad,
Thank you for putting my 21 year old cat down without telling me.
Dear random guys on the street,
Please stop cat-calling, staring, flirting, and groping me.
Dear Cousin,
We know that you like to dress a little more provocatively than our otherwise conservative family, and we're happy to leave you to your decisions normally, but seriously? A hot pink sleeveless midriff that basically functions as a bra and daisy dukes? It's our grandma's funeral. Have a little respect.
Dear boy who said he would go to prom with me,
I wish you would have said no.
Dear parents,
Please stop telling everyone how well my siblings are doing in school and how disappointed you are in me when their grades are lower than mine.
Dear best friend's dad,
Your daughter is crying because you are are playing a power struggle using her and her 8 year old sister against your ex-wife; not because of "teenage girls and their drama". You should not limit or monitor her phone calls to her mom.
Dear boyfriend's family,
Please stop telling me that you like me because I make him happy, then tell him everything I did wrong the second I leave. I'm not perfect, I'm going to make mistakes, but I'm really trying and I wish you could appreciate that. I know you're going to make him choose soon, and it'll break my heart when he chooses his family, as he should. I hope he finds that perfect girl, I really do, but I'm afraid no one will live up to your standards, and you'll make him miserable the rest of his life. Please just stop.
Dear Public Speaking Professor,
Please understand that telling me I will never be a good public speaker moments before I give a speech was not a good idea.
Dear mom,
Please know that you not doing anything is almost worse than dad beating me.
Dear fellow teammates,
If you insist on having "team sleepovers" yet insist on not inviting me, TAKE ME OUT OF THE GROUP MESSAGE!
Dear Mom,
So, because you can't complain about my straight-A grades, my use (or lack thereof) of drugs/alcohol, or my future plans of going to college on a scholarship, you decide to complain about how much time I'm spending at church..?
Dear girl who just called me fat,
Please get your eyes checked. I'm quite noticeably underweight. 20 pounds underweight, actually.
Dear ex boyfriend,
I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you
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