A Thank You Letter.
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I have been going through a rough patch in my life lately; it’s called being in my twenties. Imagine juggling bills, school, work and my love life while trying to figure out what I want to do after college. Call it growing up and becoming an adult.
With all this growing up, I have noticed that I’ve been just spewing out my problems to my friends and I never really tell them thank you. So here it goes:
Thank you for listening. Thank you for dealing with all the things I say even though they may not make sense.
I don’t normally want to share the difficult things in my life because I don’t need to add more stress and pressure to your already hectic life. We all have our issues and need to deal with life and its problems in our own way.
I’m still trying to figure out how to deal with my problems rather than just keeping them all bottled up inside.
When I come to you with my struggles, you listen as I let things off my chest. It makes me feel better knowing that I won’t be judged and you will tell me like it is. No lies. Just straight up honesty.
I try to do the same when you come to me with your life struggles though I feel I come more to you with my issues.
Thank you for actually being honest and not sugar coating the truth like many have learned to do.
The only reason I really come to you is because I have learned to trust people and I don’t trust very many. It takes a lot for me to open up and talk about my actual feelings. To be honest, I would rather just hide my emotions and just put up a front.
I was always the one that people came to talk to and always had to solve everyone’s problems. I never really had a chance to talk about my feelings.
Since I became friends with you, I have learned that I am a part of this world and that I matter. I learned that I need to do things more for myself and I need to learn to love who I am.
You have taught me so much. I truly appreciate everything you have ever done for me. It may not be much, but listening to me, and hearing what I have to say means so much more than you can ever imagine.
Even though we may have not known each other for too long. I love that I can talk to you about anything and it’s a no judgment zone. Sure you may be brutally honest with me, but that is what true friends are for. It feels like we have known each other since we were in the first grade.
Thank you for just being there. Growing up I never really had that one friend that I was able to truly confide in with the tough issues.
It took me a while to figure out who I am, I’m still struggling a little bit, but I’m getting there and I like where it is going so far.
You have helped me grow as a person and turn into a strong adult that doesn’t shy away from all the tough situations in life.
If this happened to me three or four years ago, I would just throw these situations in the back of mind and just try to forget about the whole issue. Now I know that I have to deal with the issue head on and not push it aside.
The one thing I was always told was to put others first and that your feeling’s don’t really matter. Always put others first, always put others first. So that is exactly what I did for basically my whole life basically, until about a year or two ago.
Thank you, for making me realize that I needed to put myself first for once.
Thank you for just being there.
I may not always show that I appreciate what you tell me and what you think, but trust me I appreciate every word.
So this letter is for you. A thank you for every thing you have said and done.
There aren’t very many people in our generation that can tell you like it is, and just be honest and tell you what they think.
You are a small percentage of those people and I’m extremely grateful to have you in my life.
I may just need a push every now and then, and I know that you will be there and give me that push when I need it.
So thank you. You are amazing and don’t ever change.
I love you. Thank you for letting me be myself and not a fake version of me.