Dear Me,
Sorry about all that yesterday. I just had to get some things off my chest, you know, because really, deep down inside I know you're not a weak person. You've been a rock for a lot people, and those people really do love you for it. How many people come to you to talk about their problems? And most of the time, you actually do them some good. They say "thank you" and they mean it, and they even love you enough to generally hop on board with whatever harebrained scheme you come up with because you typically don't lead people wrong. You've got legions of amazing people who are loyal to you, and they respect and appreciate your loyalty in turn because they know that you're a good person with a reasonably stable head on your shoulders. That doesn't just happen to everyone, you know. You solve problems better than almost anybody else I know, really. That whole "Sarah, find my ass for me" joke and accompanying dance didn't come along because you aren't competent. Sure, it's funny as hell but the funniest things are rooted in truth.
You joke that you have a horrible memory and that's why you only get to hold 3 grudges at a time, but really, we both know that you're just soft and you forgive and give second chances as often as you can justify them and that's freaking awesome. It's so much easier to not bear the burden of holding anger towards somebody, and it's great that you choose to relieve yourself of those burdens when are able to. Think about how many fewer lists you have to keep up with that way!
You're a FUNNY girl. Like, seriously kneeslappingly funny. Hell, you drive Sabine off the road and make Sara quit breathing with your humor at least once a week, and some of your favorite people's favorite memories of you are of you making them laugh. Sure, not everybody gets your humor and sometimes you're an acquired taste, but the people who know you best appreciate your quips and your snarkiness, even when you're teasing them. Of course, you also know that it's not a one-woman show and the lineup of your life could rival the cast of even the best seasons of Saturday Night Live because you've had the good sense to surround yourself with brilliantly funny people, too (but we're going to keep that "acquired taste" disclaimer in place, ok?). Who cares if you have questionable taste in music and sweaters? You have amazing taste in people... and people are what count the most. See? You got it right.
You rock!
Love,
Me
This post is part of the 30 Days of Truth Challenge Prompty List.
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