Dear Anonymous, (Roaring 20's)

Dear anonymous,
Why do you try to fight for the rights YOU want, seemingly unaware that ____???____ aren't needing or even wanting these rights for themselves, don't you think that's selfish? I can't even speak up for how I feel about this anymore, because I now have to hide in the shadows, probably rotting away, hopefully not turning into the monster they make me out to be, that they desperately want to prove I am. But, I am not. Still, I hide in the shadows, no longer trying to fight anymore. I just want to live a good life, but I got sucked into that selfish fight myself and pretty much spiraled my life into a dark abyss.

P.S. It's not the same anymore, I'm not the same me. I could be labeled by this and that from them, but I now laugh at the feeble attempts to make me look like a monster. But, I can't laugh at the fight THOSE OTHERs are attempting, because innocent people are being hurt in the process. Dear anonymous, please stop doing that to them it is truly a selfish act, why not live a wholesome life instead? I promise you can still be happy like that, I have no doubt about it.
 
Da,

I hate the way you kept touching me that day. It didn't feel friendly, it felt creepy. My neck and back are not yours to stroke. I don't want your mouth on me. You being there looming over me, not able to take a hint that I don't want this attention, and that you're stepping on my boundaries and making me super uncomfortable honestly made me despise the whole party with a burning rage, and wish I had never gone. Days after those moments had passed I still felt so mortified, stressed and literally sick to my stomach, I thought all that would pass if I didn't think about it too much, and it kinda did for awhile, but now all these feelings of exposure, revulsion and loathing towards you are suddenly coming back with fresh pains. I keep getting man-handled again and again in my head. Do you get off on making women feel violated and powerless?
 
Dear Anonymous,

Many years ago we were best friends. The bestest of friends, in fact. In a time where I trusted no one, I put my trust in you. I put my trust that you would always be there, unlike the others who found me annoying and made me reduce myself to nothing. But for the past decade you, too, have been absent. I'm not saying this to blame you, because I know I made mistakes, and even if I hadn't, I'm not entitled to be in your life.

However, as former best friends and lovers at one point, I wish I could know why. I also wish I could say a final farewell to you, as I plan to move across the country. I understand closure doesn't always happen, and I understand I'm not entitled to it... But I am hurting so bad right now as I just saw you closed the final door for that to potentially ever happen.

I hope you have a good, happy life. I've cried over you many times, let this be the last time I have to. I just want to say farewell, as I, too, move on with my life.
 
DA,

Why are you so annoying? At times you seem sensible, and then other half of the time you're just this annoying person who makes me get up from whatever I am doing just to show me a stupid reel, keeps calling out my name even when I'm listening to something on my headphones until I feel it must be something urgent and I stop what I'm doing, only to be greeted with a "fuck you", or some insensible slur which just... IDK, annoys me a lot, like dude, just stop. And the moment I say anything, you leap up from across the room and start yelling at me and you might think that's funny, but seriously, I really hate it.

I also despise this "alpha male" or "masculine" personality of yours which involves flexing your muscles during every conversation or not talking to someone just because they stood up to you and told you how annoying you get at times, or the fact that the word "sorry" is not in your self-inflated egofest of a dictionary.

Just please, learn the fact that other people have feelings and not everyone is going to laugh on a joke with you. You might be a good person and you do show caring qualities at times, but I hate to say you're an awful roommate.
 
Dear A,

It was lovely to talk to you yesterday in the deli. I don't buy things there as often as I would like, just now and then as a treat, because I can't afford it otherwise, but for some reason you remember me, and knew exactly what I would buy as soon as I came to the window, and getting ready to package up a special something for me, even though you probably see hundreds of people every day. You not only seem to be observant but radiated kindness and had so many great smiles for me too and polite things to say. Thanks you for being there. I didn't notice until after I had checked out at the counter and was loading my shopping bags into the car that the pizza you sold me had a sticker for a different price tag, making it half the cost of what I think it normally was. Maybe it was just a holiday discount, but I think it was you doing something nice.

I tried to pay it forward when I saw a musician in the parking lot next door, who needed donations for his rent and medical care for his children. I gave him all the change I had left, hoping maybe I would make somebody else's day, the way you made mine. Continue to stay awesome.
 
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Dear Anonymous,

I'm tired. I feel like this is such a bitchy thing and I know I'm not in charge of how you spend your time but I'm just confused and exhausted. I'm tired of saying stuff and knowing that you didn't bother to read half of it and just try to make some arguing point against me. I'm tired of how you'll play something without paying any attention to the dialogue and then be upset you don't know what the story is about or who the characters are and blame the game because "I didn't feel like reading all that". I don't wanna hear "this game sucks" because you didn't bother to pay attention to it. I've given up on the idea that you'd care about anything I'd recommend to you because this has happened so many times and it doesn't feel like you take it seriously or just end up saying it's bad because you didn't pay attention. I'm done being with the things I like being mocked and I'm done with just seeing you talk about how "this thing sucks". Just go do whatever, I guess.
 
Time heals all wounds, or at least, that's what they say. The truth is, for me this day gets harder and harder every year. The older I get, the frailer I become, the more I think about you, and the more I wish you were here. I miss you so, so, much.


in the shade
of an old sycamore
suddenly
our love has become
just ashes in the breeze


I love you. Till we meet again <3
 
Dear Anon,

You used to be the cool aunt. I used to look forward to visiting you.

But then my dad died and he named you, his sister, as executor of his estate. And why not? We trusted you for decades. Of course, when he made his will, you had yet to bear your fangs.

Apparently being named executor gave you an inflated sense of power. Your goal: If it wasn't personally important to you, liquidate it ASAP with no regards to whether it was important to me, my brother, my sister, or, hell, anyone else. You refused to let us retrieve belongings from a storage shed, under the claim that "mold had destroyed everything." True or not, why not let us see for ourselves what could or could not be salvaged?

And then there's our vacation home. Property that my parents had owned since 1989. Property that I don't think you've visited once. Yet you would not allow me to go through the home to sort out the personal belongings left there. Your goal was to sell as soon as possible, and you threatened to have me arrested for trespassing if I tried to go down there myself. I complied with your unreasonable demand regarding staying away from the vacation home that you obviously didn't give a damn about. Your petty exercise of power isn't worth me going to prison over. It's called "choosing your battles."

But in exchange I requested that we have no further contact. Yet you couldn't even respect those wishes. You got me a birthday card, despite me explicitly telling you in my final email NOT to. A last ditch effort to patch things up? A token effort so that could feel like the "bigger person" by extending an olive branch? Whatever the reason, I hope the county landfill enjoys your birthday card. And it's one more bit of confirmation that you don't give a crap about anyone's requests and wishes but your own.At least you didn't gift me your usual junk for Christmas, so maybe you miraculously learned your lesson between October and December? Or maybe I wasn't worth it to you anymore? Well, the feeling is mutual, so I can't blame you for that one.

Hell, I don't even think it was about the money or you being greedy. I think it was the sense of power and control you suddenly gained. "Absoulte power corrupts absolutely" is what they say. How true in your case.

I realize you're still in the good graces of my siblings. But I'm not like them. They're too nice. They won't call you out or hold you responsible for your bull. But I will. And I'm sorry if you think I'm being mean and nasty. I'm actually a nice person, up to the point where you try to screw me over. After that, all bets are off. The bridges are burned. And I'm certainly not going to put forth the effort to rebuild them. It would be a waste of my time.

(And as an aside, you can ask the management of that dump of a hotel where you put us up for your son's (my cousin's) wedding about burning bridges . They tried to bill us twice for the room and I've vowed never to give that hotel chain another dime of my money. Just like I won't give you another second of my respect and companionship. Funny how similar that is, don't you think?)

At least you're still in "I'm terrified of catching COVID mode" that has kept you perpetually at home, particularly when I travel north to visit my brother. Because I would make up any excuse NOT to see you.

Try to enjoy what's left of your sad, sorry existence. Or not, it's not like I really care anymore.
 
da,

Still thinking about you a lot, but the last several months have shown that I don't think I'm okay yet. I might go to the intake and see about talking with someone because I still feel like I've been stuck in first gear for months on end since moving here and I just lack motivation in general. I still dream about you too, which sometimes feels like a punch to the gut, but it's getting easier and easier to take that. I know grandma misses you a lot too, I know she's going to appreciate me going up and visiting her this weekend for Thanksgiving.

Something I've also come to learn is that the world never stops, even if you want it to. There's no amount of crying or yelling or throwing things that stops things and lets you have your peace and time to absorb things. You still keep finding ways to teach me lessons, even if you aren't here. I just wish I could talk to you about the things I'm learning, because I think I've learned more in the past... God it's been almost two years now, than I have since high school.

Regardless, I've tried to push myself forward - I've made new friends since moving and I've been keeping my head down at work and getting back to where I was, but with the health issues I've found and the amount of running around I've been doing, it's been exhausting. I hope you're happy with the decisions I've made thus far, I'm pretty confident that you would have wanted me to try and move forward - even if it's only a half step at a time right now.
 
(dear anomymous thread i'm so glad i found you)

Dear Anonymous,

Please forgive my constant state of anxiety. This job IS a learning curve, and like a freshman in high school who wants to go back to 8th grade, I feel the same way when I deep down want to return to my old job. I'm hoping next year new goals will be established.
 
[PokeCommunity.com] Dear Anonymous, (Roaring 20's)

Dear Anonymous,

So what was that about actually telling them about what was going on? About how you said you'd join us because we really needed an eighth person, then admitted to me in private that you never wanted to join us in the first place because you wanted to do that exact thing with other people? About how we wanted to depend on you because you said you'd be there, but you'd never actually show? How you'd lie to us about being busy when really you were just doing something with other people and didn't bother to tell us because you'd rather keep us in the dark and keep doing this "will they won't they"? And we could see you the entire time, you'd post messages in a different chat about what you were doing with them?
I get it, you told me you're shy, you told me you have trouble warming up to people. I bought that at first, and I respected it. I said "I'm glad you told me this because we had no idea what was going on" and held my tongue. That was so long ago to the point where I've forgotten when it was. To the point where we went looking for and found someone else to take your spot because we just assumed you'd never make it. To the point where that wasn't a joke we were making, it was something we were stating as a fact. Were you just saying that to cover your ass and make me feel bad for you?

I said you should tell them that. Because they deserve to know. You've got something to admit to for leading us on and wasting our time. Either you respect us as people and talk to us, or I'm gonna step up and put you on blast.
"I said yes to this even though I didn't want to, I wanted to do it with my other group", piss off.

And then you go and say things like "I wish people liked me, why does no one care about me?", but what am I supposed to say to someone who lied to and stood up me and my entire group? Have fun on your own, it isn't worth my time. I'll be relieved, I'm there to make good memories, not to be obligated to spend my time with people who don't respect me. If you say you're going to commit to something, and other people are going to be depending on you and expecting you to be there, you be there, or you be honest. They deserve that much.
 
da

Life is strange. isn't it? Two days short of two years ago, mom passed away, and today, now it's you. I'm having a hard time processing all this, especially since I was hoping I'd get an apology from you someday for all the lies and things you did. Now, I'll never get them. I hope you were happy with the life you chose. I know you held a lot of resentment towards your siblings, the one sister of yours I talk to made that clearer for me such that I could understand your angle on things, Rest in peace, go be with your father that you lost too soon.
 
Dear Anonymous:

I know as little about you people as those reading this post do. But for the love of whatever god(s) you believe in, stop trying to post spam links on our site.

Nobody on this forum is interested in your products and services, especially the Vietnamese-language online gambling sites you keep trying and failing to advertise. So long as we do our job right, nothing you post will ever be seen by a non-moderator user. It's unlikely that you've even made a single dollar off this site for as long as I've been here. Most of you are banned before you have a chance to post a link.

But playing spambot whack-a-mole is exhausting. I just banned over a dozen of you this past half hour, and still you keep coming. Please just stop already. This is a lose-lose situation that wastes both of our time, and provides zero profit for either of us. Please go away, forever.
 
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DAs,

I didn't expect yesterday's....meeting to go well, but that still doesn't make me any less unhappy about it. Really felt like, after all the years of our lives that me and the other 3 have given to this district, we're just being blamed for something that's not our fault, all the responsibility just being dumped on us. I am a little glad that you seemed to have been able to independently identify 2 of the 5 things that I knew need to happen and there is already progress being made on those two things, but I hate how--when we were finally given a chance to say much of anything at the very end--there was little interest in my suggestion of what is easily the most important thing we need, especially given that it has been brought up before. And as long as it doesn't happen you're not getting what you want, it's physically impossible, we are already at our limit and now y'all seem to want even more.

I'm not sure what to do at this point. Do I just somehow muster up the courage (I've never been all that brave) to not give a fuck and just keep doing what I can do and see what happens? Do I request a transfer? Do I leave? I don't know if there's really a path where things end well for me. Not that there was ever going to be a happy ending for me or most millennials anyway.

And for DA1 specifically: you are a fucking asshole. None of us wanted you back, and it's not just us, as I understand it several other people didn't either. Things were a little nicer when you weren't here. You even went so far as to insist to put the blame on us for two small things, despite one of the other DAs telling you that it was on him and his people. If you think your job is really just to be a guy who bosses other people around and nothing else, go somewhere else, we can't afford deadweight like you that just makes this more stress and more work.
 
Dear Anonymous,

I feel like a bird trapped in a cage, a cage of which I inadvertently built with my own two hands. Just when I thought you had opened the door to allow me freedom, you snatched me midair and threw me back inside.

Yes. I could forcefully leave this cage. I know. But the last few times I've attempted (one of which I've succeeded) came with them surprisingly depressing consequences.

There are others at stake. I was selfish once and watched others suffer as a result. I don't want to be selfish again. But ah, I won't deny it's suffocating. I've been managing to stay afloat through the comfort I seek in others.

Let me go.
 
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