Temporary? Insanity

Dear Kim,

You rock. Comparitively anyway. You’ve come a long way and it’s time to give yourself a little credit, girl. All your friends are telling you to stop with the harshness already and just love yourself. And cornball as that might sound they just happen to be right. Let the fear go. So your childhood had a few emotional pitfalls in it. Whose didn’t? Letting yourself enjoy the warm glow of self-respect and self-confidence and other great self-related concepts doesn’t mean you’ve got an inevitable smack-down in store. And people aren’t your friends just because they pity you in your woe-is-me-I’m-such-a-wretched-person state. Any friend you lose through being happier is a friend worth losing. And I know you’re scared to strut your stuff. You’re worried you’ll just fall and make a spectacle of yourself. But honey, you’ve got to learn that it’s okay to fall. That hiding in your house and skipping out on life is a way to feed your fear rather than fight it.

Remember who you were once. Remember how shy and ashamed you were every minute of every day. You aren’t that girl anymore. You have a love of life that is now burning with an incandescence that you simply can’t ignore. You are filled with a yearning to live and love and learn. Embrace that! I’m not going to promise you it won’t hurt, but I will promise you that it will be more than worth it. A thousand times worth it.

Now get dressed already. You’ve been up for an hour.

Much love,
The Version of You Who Can SEE

Dear Work in Progress,

Sorry about ripping you to shreds this weekend. I know it hurt. I know it was scary when we got to the point where none of the paragraphs seemed to fit together anymore. But we pulled through and you’re better than you were. Now, I know you’re probably feeling quite relieved that the horror is over, so I’m loathe to point this out but…

We’re probably going to do that another dozen times are so.

Stop gibbering like that. It hurts me too.

On the plus side? You totally crack me up and I can’t wait till you’re finished. Thanks for popping into my head the way you did.

Lovingly Albeit Menacingly,
The Author

Dear Microwave Popcorn,

Get thee hence!

That is all.

Staunchly,
She Who is Down Another Two Pounds Despite You!

Dear Blogging World,

I miss you. Truly. No matter how I struggle I just can’t seem to make time for writing AND blog reading. I hope to get my life better organized so I can but until then I won’t be around much. Hope to peek in every now and again so our friendships don’t disintegrate under the influence of my slackness.

With great affection,
Your friend?

Dear Utah,

I’ll be there in three days! Thursday the 22nd there’s a bash at Provo Borders for conference attendees and their friends. It runs from 6-10, I’ll be there around 8pm-ish. Please don’t leave early everyone. I might take it personally. And I’m bringing chocolate. Yes, apparently I’m still not above bribing people to like me.

Neurotically Yours,
Kim