Dear t,

I really don't like you. It's not you personally. It's that you don't listen we'll enough. Plus you stare at me when you are deep in thought and it freaks me out.
Plus the decorations in your room set off my OCD like crazy.

Not to mention that you know nothing about me. You don't know about my dad beating me, or my other personalities, or my OCD, really you don't know me. And still you try to "fix" me. Well I don't want to be fixed. I'm happy with myself.

AND STOP TELLING ME TO LOOK UP BIBLE VERSES!!! I'm not that kind of person.

You really piss me off. I want somebody I can talk to. Not another person to tell me I'm not perfect.

You told me to bring my poetry next time I see you. But im going to "forget" it. I don't want you reading my personal thoughts and feelings. Especially since they are mostly about my other personality trying to kill me.

I don't like you. And I don't want to talk to you anymore. You make things worse.

Sincerely, Girl