These are my confessions…

28 Nov

Today I went kettling for the Salvation Army. It wasn’t that bad last year, so I figured I would do it again this year. Never making that mistake again. At least not kettling the whole day ever, ever again.

I feel like coming to terms with my feelings with a lot of different people.

I’m going to post them anonymously and I seriously doubt anyone’s going to be able to tell which ones are directed at whom. Obviously, this is to prevent a repeat of what happened in the 7th grade. Kind of.

I might just do these from time to time to vent.

Just no names. Not in any order. You get the idea.


You are a big disappointment. I thought we’d get to be closer friends this year but you never even let that happen. I’m not going to try this hard to be your friend when clearly you don’t want to be mine. And no, saying hi when you walk past me does not count as trying to be friends.

You told me on the first day of middle school that you wouldn’t change, even throughout high school, that you wouldn’t start doing what you thought everyone wanted you to do, and that you were always going to be true to yourself. Guess what? You didn’t live up to your promises. Am I surprised though? No. I always knew you were more easily influenced than anyone else I knew, and that you would go to any extreme to get what you believe is popularity. You should be ashamed of the person you are. Stop kissing ass.

You are just like the last person I talked about. Stop acting like you’re hot and start getting real. High school is four years out of your life, so don’t make such a big deal out of it. Sure, make a total fool out of yourself trying to get everyone to love you now, but you’ll regret it when you don’t have anything to show for it in a couple of years. You’re not nearly as cool as you think you are.

You’ve been the biggest disappointment, and you know that I hate the emotion of disappointment more than any other. I could go on and on about how much you’ve hurt me, but words wouldn’t do any of it justice. I’ll end this one here.

You are the male version of me (at least the angry, aggressive version of me) that I’m so glad to have met. Thanks for keeping the bitch switch off… for the most part.

Finally, you will never read this, and you may never even know me except by the shallowest of terms. But you brought me happiness in a time of darkness and filled the void. You are the dorky side of me and thus irreplaceable. I will not ever ruin what I have with you, even though it may kill me to keep things the way they are.

Hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving and fun Black Friday.

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