Free Therapy: Another Open Letter!

Dear FELLOW Music Majors,

Quit making fun of me just because I decided to pursue a BA instead of a BM in vocal performance. That doesn't make me any "less of a music major" than you are, and it doesn't give you license to declare my studies less important than yours are. I'm happy with the degree I've chosen, and I'm glad it allows me to double as a Family & Consumer Sciences Education major. I know I'm a good musician, and you know I'm a good musician, so be nice and allow me to have a life outside of and along with music.

Musically (but not maniacally) Yours,
The Girl Who Got An A In Every Theory Class


Dear Mom & Dad,

I love you. BUT. You're smothering me. When I come home to visit, I'd like it to be just that: a visit. I don't want to have to carry ALL the reponsibilities I used to. That's selfish, I know, but I'd like for my breaks to be actual breaks. I love you, and I'll cook for you and clean for you gladly, but I don't want to be EXPECTED to do it. That's all. Keep working hard, and try not to get too upset when I want to take a Saturday off.

Your Adoring Daughter,
Sugar Bear

P.S.- Oh, and if I want to sleep in, that's what I'm going to do.


Last one, I swear. :happy:


Dear Cold Miser,

You and your brother, Heat Miser, need to have a little talk, because this off and on hot/cold thing is getting really annoying. I know it's the southeast, but geez, 14 degrees? Ridiculous. Especially after two weeks of 60 and 70 degree weather. I just don't know what to expect from you anymore, and a little consistency would be appreciated.

Yours,
Frozen In Alabama

Dear FELLOW Music Majors,

Quit making fun of me just because I decided to pursue a BA instead of a BM in vocal performance. That doesn't make me any "less of a music major" than you are, and it doesn't give you license to declare my studies less important than yours are. I'm happy with the degree I've chosen, and I'm glad it allows me to double as a Family & Consumer Sciences Education major. I know I'm a good musician, and you know I'm a good musician, so be nice and allow me to have a life outside of and along with music.

Musically (but not maniacally) Yours,
The Girl Who Got An A In Every Theory Class


Dear Mom & Dad,

I love you. BUT. You're smothering me. When I come home to visit, I'd like it to be just that: a visit. I don't want to have to carry ALL the reponsibilities I used to. That's selfish, I know, but I'd like for my breaks to be actual breaks. I love you, and I'll cook for you and clean for you gladly, but I don't want to be EXPECTED to do it. That's all. Keep working hard, and try not to get too upset when I want to take a Saturday off.

Your Adoring Daughter,
Sugar Bear

P.S.- Oh, and if I want to sleep in, that's what I'm going to do.


Last one, I swear. :happy:


Dear Cold Miser,

You and your brother, Heat Miser, need to have a little talk, because this off and on hot/cold thing is getting really annoying. I know it's the southeast, but geez, 14 degrees? Ridiculous. Especially after two weeks of 60 and 70 degree weather. I just don't know what to expect from you anymore, and a little consistency would be appreciated.

Yours,
Frozen In Alabama

I read this and realized that I didn't have to write my own!! Thanks-
I totally understand about the B.A./B.M. thing- I just switched.
Good luck- and thanks for writing my therapy for me!

Dear Roommate,

When you picked on me yesterday accusing me of making excuses to not work out after I tripped on the treadmill and stopped working out to nurse my hurt leg I was pretty upset. Today when you gave up on our workout halfway through because you 'felt tired'... I felt SO GOOD. I'm sorry I wasn't the bigger person and I made a comment about 'excuses, excuses' but maybe you'll realize how I felt yesterday while nursing a hurt leg when you made fun of me for cutting the workout short.

Love from Me.
PS: You're still my BFF but seriously stop being a mean cow.

Dear Mom,

Seriously, throwing out my 'skinny' clothes because I'd never fit them again was not cool. 6.5 lbs lost so far ma and I'm still going strong. :happy: You can't stop me, and when it's time for me to buy new 'skinny' clothes you're footing some of the bill.

Love from your daughter.
PS: Next time I offer to help you with your weight loss journey please don't laugh at me and scoff at my methods. I'm just trying to help you.


I've been DYING to get some free therapy!!! Haha. I like this thread already

Too funny:laugh: I love the part when you say "mean cow"
Thanks for the laugh:drinker:



-Adrienne

Too funny:laugh: I love the part when you say "mean cow"
Thanks for the laugh:drinker:



-Adrienne

Mean cow! It's my favorite insult. Can you tell I'm a farm girl at heart? :laugh:

Did somebody say cow???



How 'bout a cow who does a mean pole dance?

That's just disturbing:noway: :laugh:

Dear boss lady

When you tell your employees that you have a friend in emotional need in gainsville make sure there aren't any pictures of you taken at the gators game! Also make sure your other friends who are going with you keep thier mouths closed!

Your fondest employee!:sick: :noway:

HAHAHA Chomp Chomp!

Dear Fat,

This is the 15th letter I've written. Please go away. Stop following me. It's not fun anymore, and you kinda scare me. I'm going to break bad on your *kitten* now.

Signed,
Me :laugh:

It's none of my business and I really don't know much about the situation but I would suggest a restraining order! This fat person sounds pretty dangerous!

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Dear students who cheated on my exam yesterday,
I really would like to kick your tails for making me spend 8 hours of my time trying to contact your parents, figuring out who cheated off of whom, and almost binge eating due to the stress you caused me. Not to mention you turned my home into grand central with all the phone calls coming and going last night. I particularly want to kick you in the tail for believing I was such a big idiot that I would not realize you cheated! Next time I will not be so generous because turning you over to the Deans would have been a lot easier than dealing with you and your parents and all the crap I went through so you wouldn't be suspended. I couldn't believe K. ,that you thought I could be bribed with an orange juice from McDonald's I mean OMG give me a break! Then when you continued to lie when you retook the exam and failed royally but still wouldn't own up to the fact that you copied off of M., I would really like to smack you a good one.

Sincerely your P.O.'d Spanish Teacher

Wow your're right I do feel better!

Amy


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Dear Loving Husband (who said you were going to low carb with me):

When you go hunting, leave all the chips, Little Debbie cakes (4 different boxes) and Dr. Peppers (my addiction, from which I am 3.5 weeks sober) at the camp. Do NOT bring them home and stuff them in my cabinets and fridge. Thank you. Incidentally, two packs of swiss rolls and a fudge round and a Dr. Pepper right after your big ole supper of rice and gravy and corn IS NOT LO CARB!!! Now, go check YOUR blood sugar!

Your Loving Wife,

Jolie

Dear 2 year old dalring daughter,

When you do something wrong and have to be put in time out don't turn into the devil and point your finger at me and tell me "you're not the boss of me!!" and when I ask you who is the boss you say "MIMI!!" How can I not giggle at that. I am supposed to be mad at you. You are supposed to be in time out!!!

Oh yeah, when I say something to you could you please answer me in english and not spanish or your new language you are learning Japanese.

Your loving Mamma!

Dear Insurance Company,

Thank you for allowing my granddaughter's doctor to be one of your preferred providers but not allowing the hospital he has privileges at to be an in-network facility. Thanks too for making my daughter have to take her baby from the hospital she was admitted to and drive in 25 degree weather to the hospital that is in-network. I'm sure you would enjoy driving to another hospital with a baby that has a double ear infection, RSV, and dehydration. Oh, and did I mention that the baby also had an IV in her too.

Sincerely,
One Pissed Off Nana

I am so tired of insurance companies! This is seriously wrong. That child should have been treated not transported. I am now pissed off too!

Dear FELLOW Music Majors,

Quit making fun of me just because I decided to pursue a BA instead of a BM in vocal performance. That doesn't make me any "less of a music major" than you are, and it doesn't give you license to declare my studies less important than yours are. I'm happy with the degree I've chosen, and I'm glad it allows me to double as a Family & Consumer Sciences Education major. I know I'm a good musician, and you know I'm a good musician, so be nice and allow me to have a life outside of and along with music.

Musically (but not maniacally) Yours,
The Girl Who Got An A In Every Theory Class


Dear Mom & Dad,

I love you. BUT. You're smothering me. When I come home to visit, I'd like it to be just that: a visit. I don't want to have to carry ALL the reponsibilities I used to. That's selfish, I know, but I'd like for my breaks to be actual breaks. I love you, and I'll cook for you and clean for you gladly, but I don't want to be EXPECTED to do it. That's all. Keep working hard, and try not to get too upset when I want to take a Saturday off.

Your Adoring Daughter,
Sugar Bear

P.S.- Oh, and if I want to sleep in, that's what I'm going to do.


Last one, I swear. :happy:


Dear Cold Miser,

You and your brother, Heat Miser, need to have a little talk, because this off and on hot/cold thing is getting really annoying. I know it's the southeast, but geez, 14 degrees? Ridiculous. Especially after two weeks of 60 and 70 degree weather. I just don't know what to expect from you anymore, and a little consistency would be appreciated.

Yours,
Frozen In Alabama

I read this and realized that I didn't have to write my own!! Thanks-
I totally understand about the B.A./B.M. thing- I just switched.
Good luck- and thanks for writing my therapy for me!

No problem.

dear alcohol,

it's been a week now since we have seen each other.
i miss you. i miss you very badly and part of me really wants you back in my life so i can be with you every night like we used to be.:sad: :sad: :sad: :sad:
but, i think i'm a better person w/out you. you seem to take over any situation we are in together and i'm not happy w/ that. we tried to just see each other a little bit over time, but that did not work.
i love you too much. i see in my personality that i want to have you w/ me a lot or not at all.
~no in between.

we need to stay apart

Dear Insurance Company,
I'm so thrilled to see that you are working so "hard" to get your customers their medical and prescription cards in a timely manner. Not only do we have to pay out of pocket for pricey prescriptions but some of us cannot go see our doctors when we need to because we do not have cards. I'm pretty sure that there aren't that many records to enter into the computer and if your people do not know how to type without pecking at the computer, I will more than willingly come input them for you.


Signed,
One pissed off/stressed out employee.


Short letter to Home Office,

Thanks for picking a sh**** @$$ insurance.:devil: :explode:


The End.