Hello Voodoo Babies,
With permission from my best friend, I decided to copy her “letters to 11 people” blog post that she posted on her wordpress (click the link to be directed to her blog.). I thought it was a great idea and it’s a break from the life updates I’ve been putting out. However, I will give you guys a quick update before we get to the good stuff;
Sam and I have opened a collaborative blog, you can check us out at this link. It’s a collective and comprehensive log of our personal grimoire entries, spells, updates on our craft, user submissions and so much more. It’s still a work in progress so please bare with us as we update and add posts. We have big plans and high hopes for this blog, so stay tuned and spread the word!
Now on to the letters;
Dear ex (most recent): I could spend my days resenting you for the year I lost while I was with you, but instead I’m going to thank you. If I never moved into that house with you I wouldn’t have met the love of my life and father of my daughter. So while I lost so much time, wasting it on you – thank you for introducing me to my now husband. That’s about the only good you ever did for me in my life.
Dear girl I hate: I don’t hate you, because that would require you to take up real estate in my head – and that I will not allow. However, I pity you, I feel sorry that you feel the need to copy my every move. I feel sorry that you’re so bored and miserable in your own life that you need to embellish everything you say and do. I don’t hate you, but I do think you’re a shitty person. You try so hard to be relevant in a world that’s making you irrelevant. You aren’t original, sorry to say. When you copy people’s creative ideas, blog posts, clothing style, etc. you are just a follower, you are a sheep in wolves clothing. In other words, you are a scared, sad little girl hiding behind your computer and stolen phone (thanks for giving that back, by the way, just goes to show how shitty of a person you are) because that is where you are most confident – you can talk a big talk when there’s no one in front of you to challenge you. You are dishonest to the people you claim are your best friends, who wants to be friends with a person who can see a lie from a mile away. Try being honest with your “best friends”, mainly, try being honest with yourself.
Dear guy I hate: See “Dear Dad”
Dear best friend(s): thank you for coming back into my life. the year we went without talking was such a shit year for me. I felt so alone, I felt betrayed, I was broken. A wedge was driven between us after we had become so close and it broke me. It made me sick to my stomach that you believed words that came from my enemy, words that were untrue. I’m so glad we overcame that and are closer than ever now; I’m ecstatic that you are my daughters God Mother – I’m overjoyed that you are the only one I trust with my life. I’m glad you were able to see past the bullshit, past the lies told by a jealous person. Like a phoenix – we’ve risen from the ashes better and stronger, our rekindled friendship is a bond that I can’t quite describe, I feel like we’ve been best friends – even sisters – for centuries and have always found a way to find each other in a new life. That is a bond I’ve never had with anybody, you are my soul sister. You always have been and always will be.
boyfriend husband: I could write pages and epic poems about my love for you. I’ve loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you – while it took us a while to come together, it was worth the wait. We both had demons we needed to battle through, we had lessons to learn before fate would bring us together. I admired you from afar, creeped all your facebook pictures, watched all your snapchat stories and waited patiently for what I knew would one day be. You have given me so much in the time we’ve been together; a love that will withstand the tests of time, you’ve given me a beautiful daughter, three amazing fur babies and so much more. Mostly, you’ve given me a sense of security, you’ve given me faith in knowing that you’ll never hurt me. You are not only my husband, you are my best friend, my partner in crime, my confidant, my world. I would walk through hell if it meant it would put a smile on your face, I would climb the tallest peak and swim to the darkest, deepest depths for you. Thank you for loving me and accepting me for me. I love you to the moon and back, my love.
Dear mom: You are one of the strongest people I’ve ever known. I put you through so much shit, tested your sanity and tried to break you down, and for that I am sorry. I never truly understood why you did the things you did until I got older. My teenage angst towards you dissipated and turned into respect – you sacrificed so much for your children, for that I am grateful. You’ve taught me amazing lessons, even if you had to let me figure them out on my own. Thank you for supporting me in everything I’ve done in life, thank you for being my best friend, my listening ear, and most of all, thank you for being such a stellar mother. I was blessed from day one and I’m sorry I was such a shit growing up.
Dear dad: You are a monumental piece of shit. You did nothing but break my spirits my entire life, you broke me down mentally and physically. You took so much away from me and I hate you for that; you turned me into a girl that was scared of everything and everyone. You came in and out of my life as you pleased and didn’t care if it hurt me when you chose not to be in it – and when you came back you expected to still have dominion over me. I, stupidly, gave you so many chances that you didn’t deserve and I should have just kept you out of my life.
Dear brother: We’ve been through so much together, we’ve seen a lot of shit that kids shouldn’t have to see. We’ve shared so many laughs, tears, fist fights and everything else in between. We used to resent each other, and I think it’s because we lived very separate lives for a very long time. I’m glad we managed to bridge the gap between us and become closer. Sage has an awesome uncle and I can’t wait for her to spend some quality time with you. I’m proud of who you are, who you’ve become, and who you have yet to be. You are destined for great things, kid. I can’t wait to see you flourish.
Dear future me: You have the whole world in your hands and a beautiful little girl to raise. Make sure you raise her right, don’t let her live the life you were subjected to. Teach her the value in possessions, teach her to be humble, teach her to be grateful. Love her with your whole heart and be her fierce protector. Present me is working on bettering your future, stay in college no matter how hard and frustrating it will get. It’s all for your family. I promise you, the hardships you will inevitably go through now will be worth it for the future that lies ahead of you. Keep your head up, stay the course, take no shit but do no harm.
Dear future husband: See “Dear Husband”
Dear past: You’ve taught me a lot, you’ve put me through even more. I almost lost my life over the things that tested me, my sanity, my will and my integrity. You brought a lot of shitty people into my life but I know now that it was all a lesson to pave the way for better friends, and obviously better partners. I fucked up a lot, but that’s why it’s in the past. I’ve got such a bright future and I’m so glad that all the negativity, bullshit, hardships and everything else I hate about you won’t follow me to my bright future. Thanks for the lessons, thanks for the memories. Sayonara.
Keep it surreal my dudes,