I know you know better than I do (or just as well as I do) how much I dislike subject lines.

Dear Self, Have you figured out a way to deal with your dad yelling yet? Maybe you don’t need to. You’re out of the house now, right? Or are you actually currently back at home? I don’t know when your summer break starts. When you figure out another way to cope other than covering your ears, let me know. I just can’t stand him yelling about what a mess the house is, or how people need to stop slamming doors, or about how we’re all lazy slobs or I’m mentally unstable. How’s college going? Did you end up getting into Vet School or are you studying Psych instead? Is it fun? Don’t forget to work your hardest; you got into the whole mess of not getting into Vet school by slacking off in the first place. You’ve got the brain, the time, and the support to graduate with the highest honors, I know it. How’s life with the grandparents going? Or did that not pan out? Are you living somewhere else? Did you get your dog? I hope so, since that was your number one goal. How is he or she? I hope you’re putting plenty of time aside in your life to train your dog to be the best that it can be. What about a social life? Right now I don’t have much of one, still being in the same town I went to high school in. And of course all my friends are at college or busy occupying themselves with high school. Plus, what with the whole two and a half year relationship I ended 5 weeks ago, I sort of became… alienated from the rest of my friends, honestly. Well, he WAS my best friend. I didn’t need anybody else. Why did he have to be addicted to porn? He’s going to be back in town for Thanksgiving. I really want to see him, but he’s not even here for 24 hours anyway. I think I will see if we can hang out just like an hour on Tuesday. If I don’t ask if he wants to, I think I will regret it. It’s going to be weird though, I think. How’s he going? Do you even know? Do you talk to him ever, or have you moved on? Maybe you’ve got another boyfriend now. Whatever the case, don’t mess it up. Don’t sleep with him until you’re married. Heck, don’t even kiss him. You PROMISED that your next kiss would be at the altar. Don’t you dare break that promise to me. Best case scenario, at least in my mind, that lovely man of our life will have been clean for a year now and we will be preparing for a wonderful Christmas that includes a marriage proposal. If that doesn’t happen though, don’t despair. Don’t forget that God is the most important man in your life and He will never break your heart. In the good times and the bad, draw close to Him. I’d better let you go now, and get back to whatever you should be doing. Don’t spend all your time with me, okay? Go have some good times and don’t forget to write back! Love, Self.