Dear Friend

After all the time we've spent talking and getting to know the ins and outs of our lives, I feel like I probably understand you better than you realize. But I'm not writing this to tell you I think I know you better than yourself. That would be ridiculous.

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I do NOT know you better than you know yourself but I can certainly empathize with what you're going through. I've been there, my friend. I know the darkness and the loneliness. I know what it feels like to "rescue" someone else despite the fact that the one who most needs rescuing is the one staring back from the mirror.

I get it.

I've said my piece to you already so I am writing an open letter and keeping your identity anonymous with hope that you recognize that this is for you. I love you, dear friend, but I still think you're a fucking idiot.

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When it comes to matters of the heart, there is no talking sense into anyone. Trust me, I've been down that road. If anyone warned me about the stupidity of marrying my first husband I turned a deaf ear on them and stubbornly did it my way. I was motivated by more things than love and sex. I was motivated by getting out of one situation and planted myself squarely into a worse one. But, hey, I take ownership in my part of that fiasco and promised myself not to repeat the pattern.

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You've been around the block enough times to recognize your own pattern.
You know what I'm talking about, don't you?

It's the repeated actions that land you in the same spot

Every. Single. Time.

Only now you're older

but still not any wiser.

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Dear friend...

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You have several people telling you to run like the hounds of hell are nipping at your heels... yet you're turning your back on us.

You're slowly distancing yourself from a supportive foundation and heading into an unhealthy space... and you already know it but you're going anyway.

You've slowly given up your projects, your connections, and your plans to chase a phantasm of abundance in someone else's dream.

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Dear Friend -- I have no vested interest in living in your skin or walking in your shoes.

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So what is a good friend to do?

My father used to say
"Start everyone off at 100% and let them whittle themselves out of your life."

I have given NO ultimatums and there are no conditions to our friendship.

You will always have a place in my heart. I just wish you thought you deserved more because you are a good and decent person even if your self-esteem is shit. Well hell, I've been there too. Nothing changes until we hit rock bottom, does it?

- Dear friend -

I'll catch you on the rebound.
I sincerely hope you're not too broken to hug when you return.

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