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I've decided to write the next couple entries a way we learned how to journal write in one of my courses. It's called unsent letter format.
(in no particular order)
Dear Bobbie:
I love you. You're a very special person and I'm incredibly pleased with how close we've become over the last five months or so. I would do anything to protect you. Anyone who dislikes you is jealous about the wonderful qualities you have that have become evident to me as of late. You're a beautiful person and I see a lot of myself in your demeanor, we share the same humour and the same happy outlook on many things. I'm happy to tell people you are my sister, and I hope you feel the same. It doesn't even bother me anymore when i can hear you snore and talk in your sleep. I find it quite amusing when you make Stephen sit in the backseat of the car and yell out directions to us from our mapbook. I also enjoy your random text messages. I'm worried about mom too, and I'm happy we have one another (and even Cliff) for anything bad that's going to come next.
Dear Mom:
Oh mom. I think of you as more of a friend than a mom, and not in a bad way. I can talk to you more than anyone else, and I can't keep anything from you. It hurts me so badly you won't see a doctor. I want to be angry at you but I don't want to make anything worse. Bobbie and I are worried about you and wish you would stop being selfish. You lost both parents before you were 30, so I don't understand why you can't do what's best for you and find out what's wrong. Bobbie, Cliff, and I are going to end up the same way. I'm worried. I know you're sick. I wish you would be harder on Cliff, he deserves some punishment once and awhile. You and dad let him walk all over you and apparently it's just a big joke. I miss old Cliff. I'm sorry I lost your trust when I dated Ryan, but it was a life experience I suppose, I'm exceptionally happy now with the relationship I have with you and dad now. I like when you and dad randomly drop by the house here, and I can't wait to come home. Bobbie and I will likely tag team to get you to a doctor.
TBC...
(in no particular order)
Dear Bobbie:
I love you. You're a very special person and I'm incredibly pleased with how close we've become over the last five months or so. I would do anything to protect you. Anyone who dislikes you is jealous about the wonderful qualities you have that have become evident to me as of late. You're a beautiful person and I see a lot of myself in your demeanor, we share the same humour and the same happy outlook on many things. I'm happy to tell people you are my sister, and I hope you feel the same. It doesn't even bother me anymore when i can hear you snore and talk in your sleep. I find it quite amusing when you make Stephen sit in the backseat of the car and yell out directions to us from our mapbook. I also enjoy your random text messages. I'm worried about mom too, and I'm happy we have one another (and even Cliff) for anything bad that's going to come next.
Dear Mom:
Oh mom. I think of you as more of a friend than a mom, and not in a bad way. I can talk to you more than anyone else, and I can't keep anything from you. It hurts me so badly you won't see a doctor. I want to be angry at you but I don't want to make anything worse. Bobbie and I are worried about you and wish you would stop being selfish. You lost both parents before you were 30, so I don't understand why you can't do what's best for you and find out what's wrong. Bobbie, Cliff, and I are going to end up the same way. I'm worried. I know you're sick. I wish you would be harder on Cliff, he deserves some punishment once and awhile. You and dad let him walk all over you and apparently it's just a big joke. I miss old Cliff. I'm sorry I lost your trust when I dated Ryan, but it was a life experience I suppose, I'm exceptionally happy now with the relationship I have with you and dad now. I like when you and dad randomly drop by the house here, and I can't wait to come home. Bobbie and I will likely tag team to get you to a doctor.
TBC...