Before you are trying to attract me make Sure: (Future Wife) 1.You have no Austrian and German Ancestors. (All countries where German is spoken Austria, Germany, Switzerland, Lichtenstein aso. ) 2.Neither Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Turkish, Persian, Arabian, Hungarian, Czech, Slovakian, Bulgarian, Russian, Albanian, Romanian, Yugoslavian (All Balkan: Serbian, Bosnian, Croatian, Slovenian). Incl. Finland, Japanese, (Axis countries WW2). 3.You are neither Greek. 4.You are tall, have black hair and about 5.6ft to 5.8ft. 5.You have no tattoos and piercings, taking no drugs, or any medication. 6.You are selfconfident and you have goals in your life. 7.You are not hanging around with friends and partying. 8.You have to be kind of conservative and not a socialist, feminist, lesbian and pervert. 9.You are not religious (I dont want to marry in church). 10.You have good manners and behavior. 11.You came from a good social environment and layer. 12.You love children and your intention is to marry me. 13.You have been never married, and you have no children. 14.You have no pats and you hate pats. 15.You are an not only an US citizen and live in the USA, but although live in the, US City, I want to live the rest of my Life. (Ask me) 16.You are at about my age, Iam 33 and born Oct,25,1979 aso. aso. (Criteria I havent mentioned and are non of your business) These are some of my criteria, and iam 33 years old, so your pictures would not attract me, if you dont match these basic criteria. My intention, and what iam searching for is my future wife, where there will be no Sex before marriage. This is a reason why, no woman will have a chance and after my wedding to attract me so that i betray my Wife. SHE WILL BE A PROUD MOTHER […]
Dear Incest Survivor
I can’t pretend to know what you are feeling, because each person’s pain is individual. But I survived incest. My father abused me from the age of eight until I was fifteen. My mom knew what was going on, but did nothing except keep notebooks detailing each visit. Each morning she would say, “I heard him in your room last night, tell me what he did.” I quit telling her everything when I realized she only used it to get sympathy from her friends. I tried many coping strategies. I thought suicide would be a way out. If things got too bad, I’d off myself. I tried living in a fantasy world, drugs, and as a young adult other actions that were self-destructive. None of these worked. I blamed myself. Tried to find excuses for them. Anything to take away the hurt of what was stolen from me, my innocence. Years after they died, I still harbored hate and anger at their actions. Sad thing was, they were dead and the only one the hate and anger hurt was me. Finally I realized that I needed to forgive them, but that didn’t seem right. How could I give them a free pass for all the hurt they caused me? Truth is, forgiveness is a very selfish act. It is never for the forgiven and it has nothing to do with absolving a person from their guilt. The guilty one will answer to God. What forgiveness did for me was lifting a weight of oppression from me. I no longer carried my dead parents around in my mind. Why was I giving them a place in my life? No, I didn’t forgive and forget. The memories are there, the actions are there, but forgiveness helped me to let go and not […]
Dear Former Acquiantance,
Maybe one day I will see you in a different light. Maybe one day you will see me as such too. Maybe one day we’ll just get each other better. Maybe we’ll listen better. Maybe we’ll care more deeply. In the mean time, may you be that person for the others in your life. May you listen well and care deeply. And may I too grow in that regard. I’d be a foul to suggest your presence doesn’t make my heart skip a beat. I’d be a foul to say your words don’t make my heart flip. I’d be a foul to say I can converse without butterflies. You to me are the unknown. The unexpected. We are new to this story. Cast as the lead characters, may we find our way individually of each other. And if that brings us together or leads us apart, may we at least grow as people. May we not snuff each others passions or stop listening or stop caring because we are not together. May we not give the wrong impressions. May we keep our distance. May we not care about each others choices as were not together. But, dear friend — promise me this: you will love her, when you meet her, more then you ever could have me. Know this is for the better, though it breaks my heart to say it so, it is true. We know this. We cant talk like we use you. We don’t care as we did. And we don’t listen. But promise me this: you will be perfect for her, wherever she is, she deserves all of you. Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: North America
captivated
Dearest Friend, Stop pretending like I did not know. I knew before you did that we had something special. The way you looked at me made me feel like a glowing angel. The soft subtle of your cheek never got old. Your words captivated my heart. Your eyes had me lost in another universe, where all else around us froze as if it was just the two of us in a room. Your care for humanity and humility renewed my faith in your type. You had me at awe. My whole family was excited for our wedding day. But you broke my heart. And my dreams came crashing down. I fell off the high that our love gave me and deep into the pits of despair. You don’t know you broke my heart the way you did. But let me tell you know: you did. Sleepless nights. Tear striken eyes. And when I saw you again, and *she* was by your side I knew why the idea of us could never work. Her evil eyes and careless words. Like she was pretending it was all fine. I gave the ring back. But I’m still healing. Wounds like these are deep. You say we can be friends, I’m not so sure. I know I could never be friends with your new bff, so perhaps not. But hey, at least we realized before the alter that this was not meant to be instead of breaking up our family or being miserable our whole lives. And so it is with a brave face, my dearest friend, that I let you go. May you and her have a blessed life together. Just don’t come running back to me. Stay far away from my heart. Sincerely, Your Ex-Fiancee Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: […]
An Open Letter to my Future Hubby
Hey You, It’s me. I hope that you are doing well. Please know that I pray and think of you often. I wonder where you are, what you are doing, and how God is using you. I am so excited to one day share a home together., to work together as team to serve our Heavenly Father, to cook to together, to take long walks together, to whisper sweet nothings and oh so much more. I cant wait to learn from you and to be challenged by you. To see Christ continue to use you. I cant wait for you to be the head of our house. And before that, for you to pursue my heart. I eagerly anticipate meeting you! (perhaps I already have but we just dont know it yet?) Praying for you, With All my Love, Yours Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: Canada