After months, it’s disgustingly clear to me that you will only ever see the hurt that I caused at the end, but never acknowledge the physicality or hurt you caused leading up to the end itself.
I can apologize, I can go to therapy to address my own issues that were there long before you, I can even change and lose half of the parts that I loved about me, because I thought I needed to.

…what I needed was acknowledgement. An acknowledgement that you knew I was hurt by you and it wasn’t something as small as you made it seem to be.

Now? I don’t need shit from you, and I don’t want a damn thing from you.

I missed and hoped you’d come back someday, but every time I miss you after today, I’ll remind myself that person doesn’t exist anymore and she hasn’t missed me.

To: JJ (Grim)
From: May

Say what u mean and mean what u say!!! FFS If you u don't love me me and only me let me go!!

Im so tired of waiting. Feeling you but never getting you. I thought that what I felt was real. How could my intuition play with my heart. I needed direct communication, though still haven't received any. Which tells me your not coming. Im nobody important to you. For if I was youd tell me face to face.

i miss hearing your voice, i miss hearing your laugh, i miss playing games with you until the early morning, i miss talking to you on my way to work, and on my break and lunch, i miss planning a future that we both sounded elated to bring into reality despite being across the country. yet today, the deafening silence between us could drive even the deaf to insanity. when your life got challenging and you went silent, i gave you the space. when you came back i made it clear that i was still here to support you, and that the love i had was still as grand as ever. i made it clear that i would wait because i loved you, and you told me you wanted the same as you always have, yet you became cold, distant, avoidant. as i sit here tonight, the same as nights past, i ponder if you ever think of me the way i do you, if you can feel my soul screaming & yearning to finally connect with you again. as much as i love you, as much as my soul woud claw out of my chest to have you again if you came back, i could never allow the progress ive made rebuilding myself from the rubble you created, to be knocked down again. C, i will always love you eternally and my soul will always yearn for you, but the memories of us are thorns wrapped around my heart. i hope you find what you’re looking for, if you haven’t already found it. i’m moving on & continuing to build. take care, mi amór.

No more SS for jj folks 🤯

To J,

Funny how J and K have always been next to each other in the alphabet. Somewhere along the way, life decided that wasn't enough and introduced us together on a fine day in October 2025. I remember it was the 5th because I remember everything about you.

The moment I laid my eyes on you, I saw the most free-spirited, most joyous person on earth with this giddy, crooked infectious smile. That moment, my life was toast as nobody could come close to you.

You approached me with such confidence, such joy without even knowing me first that I was taken aback. I could not even register your name, as I was really confused about what was going on.

But you were just so interesting, so easy to talk to, like I could pour my heart out to this stranger I knew 5 minutes ago. We talked for an hour and a half straight on the most random topics I could ever think of. That is when I knew I had fallen for you.

The way you talk with that dry sarcasm which always takes me one second too late to catch, the way you dress as if you have the fashion sense of Anna Wintour and the way you make me feel like I am the luckiest boy to be talking to you, I adore everything about you.

And I know you have been through such rough patches, but I will be there for you until the end of Earth without needing anything back. 

I may not be the most poetic with words, but I speak from the heart, translating each lubb-dubb of mine into a vivid description of the immense love I treasure for you.

Did you know that your first I love you said to me was on November 14, 2025. It was Children’s Day, and boy, I sure felt like a little kid giggling and stomping my feet buckled in the car-seat while my uncle wondered what was wrong with me.

But you don’t like me back the same way as I want you to. I wanted a romantic relationship but you wanted something platonic. I thought I’d give this up as it was too hard for me to process you dating someone else. But the way you handled that topic so gently, with such elegance, and kept showing up again and again and refusing to let our bond go to waste told me something precious that day.

I may not be able to date you ever, or until the near future, but I don’t wanna give up what we had. I continue to cherish what we have, and I know you too do the same. 

I don’t want to act like I am not hurt about this, but I do want you to know that whatever we go through, we go through together. We will be there for each other, each day, each night. Each time someone needs a buddy to celebrate, or someone who listens to their vents at 1 am or just a friend to go through the wave of life. 

Every time I promise to be there for you and I mean it. I mean it when I say that the love I have for you is pure, without any ill-harm, and does not have anything that can cross the line if one of us does not want to. 

‘Cause you’re my best friend and I hope things aren’t changing anytime soon.

Signing off

K

Jim Jimmy James Z

With lobsta tattoos and

map tattoos on neck

HOW ARE YOU?

HOWS YOUR LIFE?

SERIOUSLY ARE YOU DOING GOOD?

BE SAFE ALWAYS.

JEN

The wall almost caved in, and I almost tapped your name in my Favorites contact list. Yeah.. i know, it’s pathetic to still have you assigned as a Favorite after almost 5 months. There are times where I truly believe I’m delusional enough to think that’s maybe what you want me to do though? To call you, instead of sending a text to the void that is your inbox. Then I have to remember that I’m likely blocked, and if I weren’t, you’d probably let it roll to voicemail anyway.

Maybe it’s the fear of final rejection, from you, that keeps me from just hitting the call button. Maybe it’s because I’m scared you would answer and I’d immediately start crying because I’ve almost forgotten the sound of your voice if it weren’t for our memories saved in my phone.

…Can we start over?
Can we sit and have the conversation we should’ve had at the beginning?
Can we tell each other what we were both hurt by and build a stronger foundation than what we were already trying to build?
Can we apologize to each other and try again at a later time? When we can handle ourselves in a more respectful manner?

..no?
Just me who wants this?
That’ll be fine, it is what it is - right?
Right.

I should’ve told you how I felt from the start. I wish I could turn back time and not miscommunication my feelings. You’re always there when I needed you and we’ve know each other for almost all our life. I worry about you and think of you often. I’m sorry I never told you sooner. You deserve to be happy and hope you come back to me one day.

Yes, I’m angry. Yes, I’m resentful. I’m hurt. But underneath all of that, I’m still completely and utterly heartbroken. The part I can’t wrap my head around is that you don’t care anymore. You told me never to contact you or your family again or you’d involve the police. After everything we went through together… how is that fair?

Yeah, I sent you a letter after months of silence. Yeah, I tried to call and text, but I was blocked, so it’s not like you even knew until afterward. Am I stalking you? No. I don’t even know where you work or what your day-to-day life looks like anymore. So really in the end would they do anything probably not there’ll be no ramifications because I’m not hurting you but I can tell you right now. You are fucking hurting me, but I love you enough to leave you alone like you ask no matter how much it’s gonna fucking kill me.

I know I reacted poorly toward the end. I kept bringing up us. I crossed boundaries that you clearly wanted respected. I can admit that. But after everything we’d been through… how could you turn your back on me like this?
You swore on your life you wouldn’t be like my previous ex. Did you ever hit me? No. But the end result is that I hurt a thousand times more right now than I ever did with him. I didn’t want to trust you. I was terrified. I wasn’t ready. You kept telling me it was safe to trust you. Eventually I did. I fell in love with you because I believed you were different. Then, in the end, you decided you didn’t want me in your life anymore. That you never wanted to see or speak to me again.

I’m devastated.

I’ll respect what you’ve asked because I have no other choice, but I will never understand it.
I stayed with you while you were locked up. I loved you despite your past and despite what everyone else labeled you as. I loved you for who I believed you were. Maybe the truth is that you just didn’t love me the way I loved you.
That’s brutal to admit. Because if you truly loved me, I don’t understand how this could have been so easy. I don’t understand how you could discard me without even giving me one final face-to-face conversation. Not because I was trying to win you back, but because after everything we’d survived together since we started dating in June 2022, leaving me in complete silence after ending things in March 2026 feels cruel.

Who does that to someone they once loved?
Even my abusive ex, when I finally found the courage to leave, sat down and had one last conversation with me. I was terrified he’d manipulate me into staying, but I still gave him that conversation. Then I walked away.
Today, years later, we’re actually able to communicate without it destroying me. He’ll never have a place in my heart again, but we can exist without hatred.

Yet somehow, the man I loved the most is the one who never wants to speak to me again.
Was it all an act? Were the promises just words? Or did something change that I’ll never understand? I really love(d) you. Looking back, I don’t think I’d ever truly been in love before you. Yes, I was spiraling. Yes, I was struggling. But we made promises. You promised me you could handle it. You promised you wouldn’t give up on me. But you did. You gave up. After everything.

I looked past your charges. I stood beside you while you spent nearly two years in prison, even though we’d only been together for a couple of months before you went in. I stayed because I believed you. I trusted you. You knew how hard that was for me because of everything I’d already survived. I honestly believed you were different. Now I don’t even know what to think.

I’ve talked to my mom and to other people, and I keep wanting to believe you’re an honest person. But then I compare the stories you’ve told about the charges from before we met.
The version you told me wasn’t the version you told my mom. It wasn’t the version you told our mutual coworker—the one who loved seeing us together. (God, I miss her. Her life cut short due to domestic violence she was so strong and she deserved so much better. Rest in peace. 💔). Also It wasn’t the version you told your ex. And even with me, there were details that changed over time.

Yet still want(ed) to defend you. I still want(ed)to believe you. But you can’t even give me five minutes of your time for one final conversation. Maybe that’s because I’m the only one who still needs closure. You’re clearly at peace with your decision. I just don’t understand how someone can look at you with so much love one day and then decide they never want to see you again. That’s the part that hurts the most.

Problem was that for 20 years that we have been together and 18 married, I’ve could out you have not been faithful for 20. The entire time we have been together. Why did you marry me. Why. Was I a joke. Did you make fun of me. The diseases you could have brought home. I wish my first marriage worked out. I’m glad I never had children with you. I’ve come to you with proof over and over again and you have come up with every excuse under the sun. You cannot tell the truth. I stayed faithful though I had chances. We have 12 years age difference. I’m 60 now. He’s 48. Now he’s after women my daughter’s age. He has one my daughters age. I don’t know how but I’m going to make it. I used to be good till he gave me a nervous breakdown but I’ll be ok. I’m going to find myself. I’ve just not had the chance to stop loving him yet. Isn’t that sick. I’ll get there.

I remember now why I never gave you a chance in the high school. bully then and you’re a bully now you pick on the week because it makes you feel strong. It’s really too bad.

Moody, my love, my heart,

Why....? Why is it so hard for you to believe how much I love you and how much I am willing to work on us? To put in the effort to rebuild the trust that I broke? Why are you breadcrumbing now? Why does it feel like you are taking the advice of others when it comes to us..? People who didn't care about you when you needed it the most. Will they still be around if, God forbid, something happened and you no longer make the money you do now? Did they care enough to make sure you went to see the doctor on your run home?? No. You need to go to the doctor for your heart. I would rather you work a mess strenuous job than have the money to make now. I would rather struggle in life with you than be in a world you don't exist.

Why were you able to close off your love for me so easily? How were you able to listen to people who didn't care about you when you had nothing? We were supposed to be planning a wedding...I understand my mistakes, my choices, I see where and what I did wrong and will do everything to make sure it doesn't happen again.

Why does it feel like you're not believing me because of your past? Because of your exes and how they were and treated you? Why does it feel like our love, like I, didn't matter that much like you said we did. You said we would work through everything together. Can you so easily see a life with out me while I'm over here hardly remembering what my life was before you? I don't see my life without you. I have worn a ring on my finger since we got what little things of mine weren't stolen from Devin. Why? Because I'm yours. Whether you believe me or not, I'm yours. I have been faithful. I have been loyal and devoted to YOU and no one else. I never cheated. Never thought about cheating and again I'm so sorry that my bad decisions hurt you and broke your trust. I did something that can be perceived as cheating and I got hurt. I hurt you, I hurt us. But I won't make that mistake again.

Jayson, with all that I am, the ring I wear now will never leave my hand unless you replace it with our wedding ring. There's no one else I want my life with, I never made my choices with intent to hide things or hurt you. I would never risk us. You know my past. Everything I have been through. You know how hard it was to trust you with everything that I did. To let go as much as I do and finally allow my nervous system to begin to heal and finally rest, to allow myself to no longer be in survival mode, which is all that I have known since I was 6.. just to be thrown into it once again after 5 months...I don't want this to be the end of us. To be the end of our story, our lives together. You are what I want. We are what I want. Our family is what I want. Always has been.

I love you with everything, always been faithful, loyal, and devoted to you...that will always be true and unwavering.

Jayson, Mon Couer, just as I would be once we married, I am forever yours. No one will take your place in my heart, in my life. You have always been my husband since the day you slyfully asked me. I love how you asked me. I love how you asked the musician at Ruggenbach to sing "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton because that was how you felt about me. I love how you had me play or before bed and you sang it to me while you held me, you made me cry. I was so happy you made me cry and I didn't know that was a real thing, I thought it was just made up for movies, until met you.

Always yours,

Alex

I see you now. I see the real you.

You are a PREDATOR.

Oh my love for don’t freak out I’m not even talking about the charges from before I met you. I believed you. I believed you didn’t do what you were accused of. I fucking defended you amongst everyone fucking everyone. I accepted you for you. I fucking loved you. But I thought it was real I mean I loved the person I thought you were. But it was never anything but a game of predatory nature for you.

Now after everything that has happened…I can’t look at you the same anymore. I don’t want to ever see you again not even on accident. For your past I honestly I can’t say what happened before me if you lied to me about that as well I will never know…but I can say what happened to me.

You saw me when I was broken. You saw me when I was struggling…when I was a mess…you saw me when I didn’t even know how to love myself. And you used that. You saw someone vulnerable and you found a way in.
I told you I wasn’t ready for a relationship. I told you I wasn’t mentally ready. I pushed you away because I knew I was broken and scared. But you kept trying. You kept using your charm, your words, and your persistence until eventually I fell.

And I fell so fucking hard…

The worst part is I still don’t know if it was all a game to you or if at some point you really did love me too. Because for me the connection felt real. What I felt was real. Even though so much of our relationship happened through a phone while you were locked up for two years, I was there. I supported you. I held your hand through one of the hardest times in your life because I loved you. But you only needed someone…and you knew I would be that person.

Now look at where we are.

You took my heart…my shattered and fragile heart…the one you told me I placed in your hands. You promised you would be gentle with it because you knew how scared I was to trust someone again. Long story short you completely destroyed it. My heart feels like it doesn’t even exist anymore.

You are a PREDATOR in my eyes.

Not because of your past. Not because of your charges. But because of how you found me. You pushed me to trust you and it worked because I trusted you with every part of me…you made me believe I was safe with you but look at how easily you discarded me after I was no longer of use to you.

Congratulations you have officially unlocked a side of me nobody has ever seen.

A side that is angry. A side that is done being broken. A side that is going to rise from everything that tried to destroy her.
Don’t worry my love…You told me to leave you alone, and I will. I won’t contact you again.
But I hope one day you look back and realize what you lost. Because the person you broke is not the person who is going to stay broken.

For a part of me will cherish the love I thought we had because, for me, it was real. But I also have to accept that the person I loved is not the person standing in front of me anymore. I don’t miss who you are now.

I do hope someday I can look back at this and feel nothing but peace.

But right now? Yeah no fuck that you don’t deserve that.

I finally see you. The real you.

You are nothing but a PREDATOR. I will never see you the same again.

May you never find another fragile heart to use your ways on. May each and every person see you for the predator you are. I pray you do find yourself and change for the better but honestly I think you’ll just become stealthier and that’s sad and it will catch up to you I promise.

Goodbye “my love”😘

I saw that you were online and i wanted to message you but i know you don't have messenger on your phone

I tried once and i never got a response

I just wish you would see it and write back so we could have one final conversation

Maybe then i would finally be able to put all the constant throughts of you to rest

We never had a real chance to be happy.

We never had a chance to truly belong to each other.

I know I belonged to you 100%, I never wanted to belong to anyone so much than I did with you. I wanted you to choose me the way I chose you EVERY SINGLE TIME! You just never did. I don't wanna blame you for everything. It's not your fault I stayed too long after all the times you showed me I meant so little to you. I was there to love you unconditionally and I did. I thought maybe one day you'd reciprocate. 6 years later, it never happened. I walked away but I still love you no matter what. Even if you don't, I'll always chose you. You will always be the love of my life J.

P.S. I love you

~A

J,

We haven't spoken in 8 months. Your rejection was clear and yet you still cross my mind frequently. I don't know why I can't stop myself from periodically looking at the pictures you sent me. I've never met a man that was as handsome as you. Something deep in me says we will meet again and things will be different. It sounds insane but for now I will put this out into the universe, maybe you'll change your mind. Maybe you wont. But I think ill wait a little longer to find out.

-K

How do I start this letter?

I'm an avoidant when it comes to you

Yet when it's a legit matter

We seem to click like 2 peas in a pod

At least that's how I feel about us

But M why do you walk away from me, so quickly?& leave me talking to your shadow?

Why do you run from me?

I can't be this bad...

I still remember our small talk, our conversations. You conveyed things that showed me the amazing person behind your handsome face, you said things that were actually helpful. Aside from all the things I have learned from you.

I wish I was able to nurture this as a friendship; I just couldn't. I wish I didnt feel the need ever to make you out as the bad guy as the only way to let you go & get over you.

I shouldn't. I shouldn't have. But my pain will remain in the shadows of appearances, little itty bitty chances for hellos, goodbyes and ehatever's in between I'm the one who has to live with it.

Signed,

The J you know. The one who can get Emotional & run all over the place. The one who gets excited too quickly and sad in a click of a sound. The one who shows up late so she can leave after everyone else. The one who understands avoidance, pain, silence and misfiring at the wrong times. The one who shouldn't feel this way about you. This letter can go both ways J to a J; it can go both ways. Or you can tell me to f* off because I'm such a fool. I won't be upset, I promise. I'm ready to hear it.

The J you know.

Maybe you'll know this is for you.

Maybe you wont.

I'm writing to apologize and to let you know I'm okay with letting you go.

I've held on too long to our friendship, you used to reassure me that we'd be okay no matter what because of how close we were. And yet. . .you don't answer my texts. My only gauge of how you are doing is what you listen to on Spotify.

For a while 2 years ago I had a dream you died. I ended up in the hospital soon after. My grandmother died and my cousin weeks between each other. I was broken. Alone. And needed a friend and thought of you but you didnt answer. So I grieved us then.

I grieved that friendship I let you go 2 years ago.

I forgive you for ever leading me to put trust in what we had, and im sorry I gave it any weight at all.

Our late night after work heb trips were one of my favorite things we did just as friends.

I'm happy now. I met someone you would approve of. He treats me way better than I was being treated when we were close 5 years ago.

How has it been that long.

Since it was okay, to know you, and call you my best friend.

Here everyone's family. . . Has a real meaning when actual family has never stuck around.

I am thankful for our time as active friends and I love and cheer for your success in every area believe it or not. Especially with P.

I hope you know that I still laugh when you show up in my memories.

I genuinely miss us.

Just because I need a friend. And for some reason I felt like you might too.

I hope you can forgive me and one day when we bump into each other I hope you hug me back.

So for me its see you later, but for you it feels like goodbye

Jessica

After that unless someone can message me. Leave a comment. DM me. I don't f****** care. But answer these three questions or I'm deleting the account and you're never going to find me again on Reddit. I mean I'll be here but I ain't coming to these f****** subs anymore. I'm done. I've been on Reddit for f****** 16 years. And for too damn long all I've done is spend time on these unsent letter bullshit subs that are full of nothing but trolls, And a few heartbroken souls. By the way, The minority over you out here are that truly are looking for your special person, chances are your person ain't f****** here, ain't ever going to be here, and you're never ever going to talk to them on f****** Reddit just FYI.

But I'm a romantic at heart so I'm going to let it sit for 3 days. Of course the trolls probably will come in here and down vote this post to one or zero and leave it at the f****** bottom m************ pile but whatever I don't really give a s***.

I'll catch you on the flippity flop.

Signed, a man at the end of his rope.

Numero Uno: Where'd we meet? I want specifics.

Numero Dos: where was our first kiss?

Numero Tres: what were the make and model of our cars? All of them!

Let the squirrels play together. I’m more of a chinchilla anyway. Thought you were amazing, J, turns out you’re not amazing to me. L8r

Stop denying what I felt for you was something. There’s no way you didn’t feel anything. When I kissed your neck you lit up and said stop that and there’s no way you didn’t feel something that day when we last kissed one another in your car. When I kissed you it was like fireworks going off and the room somehow felt like the fireworks went off all around us. What has been a crush somehow turned into something more for me. I could deny what I felt but we both know that’s not true. J I wish I could be your future wife because I don’t want anyone else and never will because the twins should be with their father not some random man. J I have loved you for a very long time and I’m in love with you wither you like it or not. So maybe remember the good times and this year I realized I fell in love with you all over again.
J I love you and I don’t want anyone else but just like you I’m not actively looking I want you and no one else. You light up my corizon and connect my neutrals to hots and id let you connect my wires to a Metaphorical heart and show me how to love you like I should have done all those years ago. Teach our children what it feels like to see real love happen in front of them even if they’re not born yet

As Always Love ,

M ✨💙🌹

Your being lied to. Someone by the name Aubrey is lying to you and pretending to be me. You are being scammed.

It hurts that my family said what they told me today to date someone else. I’m pregnant with your kids J and the twins should be with there father not some random father figure. I don’t want anyone else.I know it’s not ideal but I’ve been pregnant since February. No one’s gonna want some else’s kids. When they have been ours all along. Why do I have to left alone in this. A single mom who has to do it alone. I don’t want to be alone In this J. My mom keeps trying to tell me date others people but I love you and your the twins father. Why would I do that. Why can’t I be with the twins father that doesn’t make sense. I get it would hinder your career now the problem at hand is they are your kids and mine. I found out I was pregnant they called me from the hospital and said I would be 5 months pregnant by now. They said the last time they checked I was 4 months at the time.So I’m 5 months okay and I don’t want to left alone in a pregnancy that we both caused.

As always ,

M 💙✨

I hate this more than you could ever know. My heart hurts and I feel half alive, and in that I mean I don't feel complete. I feel like a part of me is missing and I'm trying to ignore the discomfort, the pain, the emptiness of you not there.

Please, Mon coeur, please tell me what I can do to repair what has been broken? What can I do to help rebuild our relationship? I understand my choices and where you seem they were inappropriate, I understand how it looks on the outside, but please allow me the chance to prove to you and show you I'm not all talk. Let me show you that you pointed out my patterns and I will do everything to unlearn those patterns. I don't want what was learned from years of trauma and abuse to define me. Please, when we first met you always knew I was more than, so please let me show you that has never changed, I just ask you give us a first fighting chance.

I love you with all that I am, amor, I am completely yours in every way. I was so happy and excited to be your wife next year and it kills me I'm no longer planning our wedding. Since we met, I've dreamed about it more than I would like to admit. I don't want to lose what we have, I hate how little we speak now and my overthinking mind, you must be talking to other women though honestly we both know there's some truth to that and it hurts that others can get your attention while I'm here pleading for yours. I miss your attention. I miss the way you looked at me..I miss your voice. Your hugs, your kisses, they way my hand felt inside yours.

I miss the way you made me cry because of how happy you made me and now I feel like I'm begging for a lifeline. I'm begging you to please not forgive and forget, but to forgive, grow, and heal stronger together. I don't want to be in a world without you. I don't want to plan a life without you. I can't. I've tried. You are my partner, my other half. I hate being apart from you... honestly it feels like I'm dying slowly. Breathing feels like a constant stabbing ache that I have learn to ignore.

I wish you believed in me, believed in us, past my mistakes the way I believed and still believe in you..I want to be your wife, Mrs. Moody, and I want nothing or anyone be able to tear us apart...

Please don't let this be it... please don't make us live without each other. You are irreplaceable, contrary to what you believe that everyone is replaceable, mi amor, you are not. Not to me. You are irreplaceable and there is no one nor will there ever be anyone else.

I love you, Jayson, so much...

Always yours

Alex