A thread to say something you can't in real life!

[Sodthisagain]

To my not so dear sister
Fuck off to the far side of fuck then fuck off some more! I am not the scheming, money swindling bitch you have insinuated I am today and will no longer going to be your doormat to shout at when you are stressed!!
Oh and don't forget fuck off!

There that's better :-)

SIL. I will never forgive you. When I told you 'you're like a sister to me' I didn't realise that was a lie. You've done so much that I actively despise you. I have erased you from my life because otherwise I obsess over your petty mistakes. You ruined two houses, the little lives of many animals and the development of your son. I hate you. I hate your shitty boyfriend. People were happy when we got engaged because we've been together so long. You and your partner fell into bed and didn't use a condom. I will never forgive you. You have done terrible things to your brothers. I wish you misery.

DH - I'm unhappy most days. I cry myself to sleep often. I miss the closeness we once had, I've thought about leaving you and can imagine that as reality. I question my love for you. I've never felt so distant from you as I do now.

TM - I remember our time together fondly. I was falling for you, I never told you. In a different life you would have been mine.

Mum - we're drifting apart. I'm not sure it bothers me, I'm ashamed to admit that.

Son - you have hurt me and I don't know how to put it right between us. I love you to the moon & back. Id give my life for you and you alone.

G - I loved and lost you. You damaged me and I am the way I am because of you, for that I'll never forgive you.

DG - my dirtiest and most shameful secret.

To me - I need to learn to love myself. I feel so unattractive and unloved.

'Dear' SIL, the family have bent over backwards to try and make you feel welcome but you have lied, manipulated and twisted things so much that my kindhearted brother now doesn't see his family in fear of your tantrums. We are a caring family, were so happy when my brother told us he had found someone special.
You're one of a kind alright, a two faced bitch who we have to tolerate or we won't see a very special LO grow up.
What a waste, you are so small minded and insecure you throw in our faces any attempts at building bridges with you.
I hate you so fucking much.

Dear ExH

You will never know what you've missed. I have a beautiful daughter who is the absolute centre of my world and you don't want to know her. I guess a thank you is in order, thank you for making that choice so that she doesn't ever have to know you and witness you at your worst. The memories are there for me and I wouldn't wish those on my little girl.

We don't need you. It's been quite a few years now and I don't ever mourn for what could have/should have been. It wasn't meant and it wasn't meant for good reason.

This morning I came out the shower and glanced over and she was sitting cuddled into the most amazing, understanding, gentle man I have ever met watching TV. I fell in love with him just a little bit more in that moment.

I have moved on (a long time ago). You, from what I've heard, have not changed one bit. I am forever grateful I met you and fell in love with you because if I hadn't I would never have had DD but I am also forever grateful that I left your ass the minute DD came along because even if at that time I didn't think I was worth more I knew the second I laid eyes on her that she was.

And now I've realised that I am too. I was getting there by myself but it was reinforced when I met a man who showed me what a real relationship should be.

With that all said I still tried to help you have a relationship with DD but when it became only me that put the effort in to maintain that relationship it became pointless. How many years has it been now since she has spoken to you? Have you ever heard her call you Daddy? I don't think she ever has, she wasn't old enough.

So many people have questioned whether I hate you and have said themselves they wish the worst on you for everything you did. For me the best "revenge" I could ever have is this...

We are happy.

That was an epic post quite therapeutic though.

I add to mine. (feeling alot better having got the first one off my chest)

Dear friend, thank you for accepting me for who I am. You never question me or expect an explanation, maybe because you know I don't understand it myself. You keep me safe but allow me to do what I need to do. You never judge, you give me good advice when I ask for it but dont get upset if I dont follow it. You see normal isnt something I can do. You realise I have to find my own path, my independence is something I have had to fight for. Somehow I found it and I can't risk losing even a tiny bit of it. I feel all this means I have taken too much from you, I must exhaust you. I am distancing myself from you for your sake not mine. Thank you, I love you always.

To the guy who I text. I'm not playing your games any more, goodbye.

To my mother. You didn't help me when I needed you. You chose him, my abuser. That's why we can't have a real relationship. I can't forget that ever and I don't want to. I remember you were weak then but that's no excuse. You can't hide behind that and expect me to forget that night that I told you, your concern was for his wife. I remember it all, I remember jumping out the kitchen window and running, I ran for so long. I needed to be away from you and mentally I've never got any closer to you since that night. I was your child, why chose him Mum, why?

To my ex SIL
You never really engaged with me or my family – looking back, I think we filled in the gaps and assumed that you did feel love towards us. Our letters and presents were never acknowledged, you spent extravagantly and my family had to bail you out again and again but you had my DB totally fooled – he repeatedly said you did not care about money. Not earning it perhaps but you certainly loved spending it. When your spending had finally caused financial disaster and my DB was working three jobs to try to avert losing the mammoth house you could not afford, you announced you were giving up the little job you did have as you found it too stressful, then began an affair. You denied the affair to everyone, blaming my DB, despite your own kids finding your lover’s cigarettes in your bedroom. You drove my DB to attempt suicide, and this I will never forgive you for, you told no one how desperate he was. I suspect it would have suited you fine if he had killed himself. Within a month of moving out, you introduced your lover to your children and forced them to pose for happy family photographs with him that you put up all over social media. It is always about the surface with you, never the substance. You have a rotten heart. I hear you kicked the lover out when he complained that he was paying for everything and you complained that he was working such long hours and not paying you enough attention. Your kids saw you kick him down the stairs. You owe tens of thousands to your own family now. I still have to engage with you as the mother of my dear nieces and nephew and it turns my stomach. You have a desperately perfect home, clothes, hair and make up but you are fooling no one. You are rotten to the core.

To all those corrupt bastards in power who continue to allow the destruction of our planet through their pure greed and self interest. And to all of us who still let it happen. When will we finally wake up and take control? Revolution is the only way.

Dear R,
I still love you, I always have. I wish I had realised 15 years ago that I did deserve a man like you instead of believing I wasn't worthy. It's lovely to be in contact still & I look forward to your news like you wouldn't believe, but it kills me a little bit inside when I hear about your wife & baby & wish it was (& wonder if it could've been) me. You are my biggest regret.

Dear F, stop being a bitch & taking every opportunity to diss my DH. I don't know why you feel you have to do it & it's particularly ironic when I continue to hold my tongue when you tell me about your 'marvellous' DH when it's him who's a rude, offensive arrogant wanker. I'm really not sure how long it will be before I explode.

Dear Mother, thanks for everything no really!!
If it wasn't for you & your years of abuse I would very probably instead be a happy, non-addicted, calm, successful, non-suicidal person.

Wow that feels good!

To my mil fil sil just fuck off and die you're a bunch of parasitic self entitled cretins who have created a narcissistic son.

To my 'd'h I hate you with every breath I take you are a narcissistic cunt who scored 35 on the personality disorder test when 12 is average score. You think I don't know what games you are playing I'm wise to you and will laugh to myself as I watch your life unravel and then I will piss all over you whilst you fuck off to the far side of fuck and topple over with your big ears big nose and bad breath into the fiery depths of hell.

DH- I plan daily how to tell you how unhappy I am and I want us to separate. Then I picture the faces of our DC. We have gone through so much in the past 2 years but now I feel irrelevant to your life.

. I feel as if I am living half a life.

I feel completely alone

I am terrified of being on my own

But everyday I make plans and one day I will be strong enough to say the words

Mum - I know you tried your best but honestly being close to my rich cousins destroyed me. They travelled the world together making memories while you and me sat in a tent up north. It hurt me like hell so god knows how you felt.

My lovely aunt - I know you hate me, and I know it's because I was the last person to speak to grandad (your dad) before he died. He spent more time with me out of pity not love. He felt bad I didn't have the life all his other grand kids had.

My amazing DD- I'm sorry I'm not a good mother. Sadly I don't have the instinct and I don't think I was ever supposed to be a mother. I will however support you in everything and never let on that I don't feel the love I'm supposed to.

stbxh...you're a complete fucking wanker. A sad git who picked up with the first slag who would have him. Note to OW ...there were others but mostly in a professional capacity and at an hourly rate! Nice.

OW you maybe 9 years younger than me and have the big eyes, boobs etc etc but you have the morals of an alley cat. Putting details of your sex life with him on Facebook...my god you're a catch as well. You have your family linked to that page...yuk.

You're both supposed to be professional met officers but to me you're just 'the slag and weasel'.

You left me and the DD's when I was ill. You cancelled our utility bills, took the car (with help from the Police), you stalked me, harassed me, threatened me, took me to court, accused me of domestic violence (Further Note to OW...actually he is the cunt that is the abuser...good luck) financially crippled me ...my god what had I ever done to you. And you're still allowed to carry a fucking gun!

Justice....no there's no justice in this world because if there was you would be fucking struck by lightening.

And as for FIL and MIL...you're just as fucking bad as him. We never saw you from one month to the next and now you want to see the DD's...do you remember what they look like?

By the way...I know that you FIL took all the bottles of wine off the tables at our wedding so you didn't have to buy a drink. You also were the prick who wanted the free suit and my dad to pay for your taxi home! When my dad had already picked up the tab for the entire do.

Plus while I think of it FIL....your mum is not going to leave you a penny...doesn't matter how many times you go to see her. She has no morals either - she ran off with another man (who had money)... look like this shit runs in your family.

Oh these thoughts just keep on coming....and you FIL cheated on MIL ....yep I know that as well.

Plus stbxh brother...He thought you were a wanker but now you're best buddys. Bless.

Now I feel so much better. Thank you.

I may do this again....it's very therapeutic. (hope that's spelt wright)!

Best thread ever OP. Feels brilliant

Dear J.

I'm sorry I left you for DH but I loved him, still do. I'm still daft about him all these years later. I do however believe we would have been great together and still think about you often. I hope you forgave me and are blissfully happy with your new wife. It does scare me to admit if you clicked your fingers I can't guarantee I could say no

I miss you. It breaks me into pieces that I can't talk to you or touch you. If you don't want me then Why are you still here? It's torture. What have I ever done to.you? Things got tough after the DDs both I never stopped loving you. Pleasures move forward together?!!

Thank you Tobyjugg.

I do appreciate that. It would make a humdinger of a film ...a real good comedy...because I must admit once I knew where this was going...I ran rings round him.

And our hapless lover...remained ...pretty hapless! ;-)

To my best friend

Im still smarting from catching you fucking my husband on the sofa 6 months ago whilst you thought the kids and I were sleeping upstairs. 15 years of friendship, closer than any sisters and yet your jealousy was too much. I am told to get over it but like grief, I can't just switch it off. I feel like I never really knew you. It physically hurts.

My husband is trying to make things right, but he is a cunt and I know that, and I am a fool for considering having him back. But his behaviour doesn't surprise me at all. Its yours that does. My confidante, my support, my drinking buddy, my festival friend, my all...

You will never know how utterly heartbroken I am.

To my friend,

I think you are a disgrace for stealing your best friend's husband. I can't condone it and while I'll be polite to you, I cannot be friends with someone who could do this. Disgusting.

Exdp
You are a shit you lied cheated and left me with two dcs to raise on my own after everything we went through together I still to this day cannot believe that you could shit in me the way you did.
And if I'm being honest it's mainly because of ow not one member of your family like her nor do your friends for that matter she is vile and manipulative yet you think the sun shines out of her arse.
you have lost the family that we made yet you blame me for everything that went wrong it all went wrong becasue you couldn't keep your dick in your pants so man up and take some responsibility for it and show me that you have changed. I do still love you but I could never let you come home you broke me it's been two years and I still cry myself to sleep because you are a cunt.

Ow
You silly woman do you think that he's not doing to you what he did to me? You may think that your special but your not I'm ashamed to admit it but I slept with him on Xmas day just before he came home you to I want to tell you just to see the look on your face oh and I was being nosy one day a logged into his fb wow I should send you the password to that too it makes for interesting reading was you aware that he was single? Lol me either but that's what he's telling all the women he's talking to. Ps please don't get pregnant I swear I may just kill you.

Dmil

Dear parents

You got it so wrong. The world you brought my DB and I into back then was a world of repressed emotion and fear. You should have separated as soon as you realised things were wrong. Yet you continued - for 18 years - putting us through it every single day until we were old enough to move away for university. I know you thought you were doing the correct thing mum to keep us in an 'unbroken home' yet you couldn't have been further from the truth. You should have plucked the courage up to leave that controlling, abusive, mentally unwell excuse of a father 20 years before you did. Easy for me to say now but as a mother it was the correct thing to do for your children.

You should have left that person who I can't even bring to call a father, the man who instilled in me a deep fear of everything as a child.

Now that I am a mother, I can't understand how and why you stayed. It is no surprise that your children now live as far away from you as possible. No surprise that we rarely travel back to where we grew up. No surprise that our relationships are poor. There is one thing that you could do which would help now - address the past and talk to us about it, instead of bottling it all up, pretending that everything is ok when it really is not.

Believe it or not mum, I would love for you to have a strong relationship with your first grandchild, but your lack of ability to show any emotion or discuss any of the turmoil both of you have put DB and I through will not go away.

Mum, I am happy that you have moved on and found someone new. As for my excuse of a father, we've dwindled down to pretty much non contact. It's too difficult, any contact brings back those terrible feelings I had as a child. I've moved on yet you have regressed. You are now baby-like and reliant on a multitude of pills to get through each day. Can't do anything and never have done anything for yourself. Unable to talk and even look your children in the eye. For years I listened to you moan and cry and tried to give some advice and help. A little girl trying to give advice to a prick. But to no avail, the guilt you have put on to us is harrowing and nearly broke me a while back. Face up to things you wimp.

For myself and my new family, I've had to put it all behind me and move on. That doesn't mean it's not difficult every single day. To not have that safe backbone feeling of family. Thankfully, I get it now from my daughter, husband, friends and my loving MIL&FIL.

So, to you both - grow up, somewhere within you both I hope one day that you can talk to me and even a small apology or just recognition of what you've done would go a very long, long way.

Wow. Wonder when I'll pluck up the courage to vocalise this..for now, writing seems like a good start! Thanks to the person that started this thread!

To the 2 tossers who live opposite me,

Stop blocking my car in on purpose you absolute cunts! Using both your cars to block me in by almost touching bumper to bumper with mine must be hilarious for you. Grow up you set of cunts!

Dear StepKids,

Well once again I've moved heaven & earth to suit your needs and you have crushed your dad's heart yet again. Thanks for nothing you ungrateful little shits! You are no longer welcome in my home and your fucking useless baby making mother can fuck right off too, I'm sick of the lot of you.

Exh, you have systematically tried to destroy me and you still think you are right. I honestly think there is something wrong with you. I am scared about how it will end.

L, I wake up thinking of you, you are constantly in my head. I feel like we should be together but can't be. You have given me hope that I can feel again. I wish I could see the future.

C, sometimes I don't like you and don't want to be with you. I find it so hard. I dream of being on my own.

norma. the 2 tossers - ring on their doorbell at 03:30 twice a week and say you need to leave early for work. Keep on for some weeks on irregular days ;) It'll take some work from you to get up that early but it will really annoy them

To my husband, I'm tired of your crap. You're either moaning at me because I'm doing something wrong/unsafe/not your way, or going for a nap every afternoon because you didn't get a good enough sleep last night (in the king size bed alone while I've slept on the couch for three years as my snoring is just too much to take). I know we're both under a lot of stress at uni but considering I'm dealing with the exact same amount of work/deadlines as you plus 95% of the parenting/cleaning/cooking plus your shit and the care of my terminally ill father who lives two hours away, I really couldn't give a monkeys. I'm going to leave you, not right now, but once uni is finished, I've got a job, and my dad has more than likely died, I can't live my life like this and you're unwilling/unable to change.

To my father, I love you so much and seeing how you suffer the way you have and do kills me, I wish I could be there more but I'm doing the best I can, although you know that.

To my children, I'm sorry I'm not the best mum and away a lot at the moment, I try my hardest. I love you.

And to my dead mother, my god I wish you were here right now, even just for a conversation.