back off

 

 

 

 

I need to get this off my chest.

It is a random Dear You letter. It probably won’t make sense, but I must say these things.

This letter is definitely of the "Catty Bitch" variety. But I suppose that’s how I feel. Not jealous, just catty.

Get back bitch.

*ahem*

Dear SFG,

I know you. I know who you are. I know your inner workings. I know what you’re thinking. I can predict with about 80% accuracy everything you are going to do. As a matter of fact, you’ve already proven me to be right several times. I have lived these days that you are living. I have slunk through the shadows that you are hiding in. I have felt the anxiety and the stress. I have felt the insanity. I have lived it over and over. I know you because I was you. Once upon a time. I had these moments, these days. I know it all so well.

I even tried to reach out to you. To share my knowledge and experience. You didn’t even care to acknowledge it. That’s fine. You didn’t have to. It’s the nature of things. But the fact that you responded to almost the same knowledge from a different source… a male source… oh it speaks a thousand words.

And right now, I know exactly what you’re doing. It’s like watching a movie of myself from a few years ago played back. You’re not fooling me. No no no. I know you’re gonna sleep with at least ONE of them. If not all three of them. Why the hell not? They are asking you to dance, and you are accepting the offer. I even think you’ve already had a roll with one of them, but you don’t want to say anything. That would make you promiscuous. And you dont’ want to seem that way.

And why don’t you?

Oh, I dunno. Maybe the attention of another male has caught your eye. A different kind. So wise. So honest. Not holding anything back. All of these things you wish you were getting from the others, but you’re not quite able. and yet here he is. You want to seem better than you are, so that he’ll stay interested. It’s possible. It’s definitely possible. Oh isn’t it?

Oh and you think that he’s writing about you and talking about you and he’s ever so concerned about you. Isn’t that sweet? Isn’t he just a catch? Wouldn’t he be able to make it seem ok if he kept giving you this precious feedback that you yearn and desire for? Hell, he could be the next step. the next stepping stone along the path. Oh yes, and wouldn’t that be awesome?

I can see it all now. How you are enamored. How you clamber to check to see if he’s messaged you. How you wait to see what he’ll say.

You bite your lip when you respond.

You get a little excited.

You blush.

You can’t wait to see if he’ll respond.

I guarantee you’ll ask for more soon. It’ll start small. Maybe an email? Or some sort of website messaging. That’ll seem innocent enough.

You’ll feel so damn special if he follows along.

But let me just pull a little reality check on you.

Ya can’t have him.

The end.

Thanks for listening. Now go dig some more of that lovely hole you’re carving out of the earth and make sure you jump in this time.

It’s the only way you’re gonna learn.

It’s the way I learned…

 

and if you don’t want to learn, then just figure it out the hardway.

Don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.