tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24976731149375225112024-08-31T02:29:55.900-07:00Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08046989272368845190noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2497673114937522511.post-59915256732973743422010-01-04T12:46:00.000-08:002010-01-04T13:00:16.331-08:00<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; ">“To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Dear John,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">I’m not really sure what I’m doing. I guess I’m writing you letters because I’m afraid that I will drive you away by actually talking to you. I mess up most friendships I have with guys because I become attached. Not necessarily sexually attached but emotionally. I care too much and I want people to care the same way about me as I do about them. But most people just don’t need me the way I need them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Honestly, I’m kind of surprised you’ve stuck around for as long as you have. I’ve talked to you about this and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you</span></span> insist that you don’t get annoyed by me or frustrated but I just worry that eventually our friendship will be too much work. I’m not exactly easy to be friends with (apparently). </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Or maybe I’m too picky. The people I want to be friends with are generally jerks who could care less about pretty much anyone. Is that the problem? But then I have to ask myself if you’re a jerk. I mean I want to be friends with you and if every guy I’ve wanted to be friends with in the past is a jerk does that mean you are too? Sounds retarded but that’s how my mind works. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">The bottom line is that I need you. But needing people makes me a little bit uneasy. I’ve been dependent on guys before and I hate how it makes me feel. I just hate needing someone to make me happy. I told you I was attached and wanted to stop talking and cut off contact altogether but you wouldn’t let me. I’m unsure as to why not. When I’m scared I run away. Every time I’ve ever been attached the person leaves, so I guess I wanted to save myself some pain and leave before I was left. I don’t see you as the type who would pick up on that so I’m not sure why you insist on keeping me in your life. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">I don’t think you need me as much as I need you. I don’t think you get quite as much out of our friendship as I do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So what gives? Why do you want to stay in touch with me? What about me is so great? How do I know you don’t sit around, 2000 miles from me, telling your friends how crazy I am? I just want to be secure and confident that when you tell me you love me, you mean it. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Love, Jane</p> <!--EndFragment-->Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08046989272368845190noreply@blogger.com0