You're The Star Of The Story

Dearest Donald,

Love, you're looking around your world and things seem to fall apart all around you. It's easy to feel helpless when your efforts don't seem to culminate into realities such as stable employment or paid bills or dates (in that order). You feel uneasy and you should.

But it's not winter anymore. And, you've been getting some media attention, heffa! You're creating, using your imagination (and people are noticing); that's probably what's keeping you together, well, as together as you can be. That's feeling really good, like breeze and sun shining. Create an impetus with that energy and hold on, honey, hold on tight. You know you're going to make it, regardless of how difficult it is right now.

And remember, in the midst of your desperation and as much as you enjoy it, don't let anyone fuck you without YOU getting YOUR nut. You already know what this feels like, but let me tell you something: there are more people out there who will try it, using their strength to hold you down, to bind your hands, to minimize your pleasure to maximize their benefit, to overpower and use you. And some of these people will masquerade as friends until they have the opportunity to use your admiration (and hunger) against you. Avoid those bitches, don't apologize and don't look back. Call some of them out, if you must, but always keep in mind the worth of the energy you expend to do this, effectively, to let them know who you are. That energy might be better invested elsewhere. Certain people make eye contact with you on the street because they see something good that they think they can take advantage of. Protect yourself and your heart, but don't attempt to mask what they see. Your ability to love doesn't just exist to use against you; you are surrounded by people who remind you of that every day.

Alright now, you'd want to tidy up while the lights are still on. That picture of you welcoming you to your home isn't just sad because of the situation, but your place is a fucking mess! GIRL! I'm tired of running my mouth about this with you! If anything, that's one of the things that you can do right now. You're not dead yet, so dirt doesn't have to surround you yet! You know what the fuck you gotta do, honey, now, come on. You're the star of the story. Come on, star, bring some more light to your life. *hug!*

From The One Who Loves You