To whom it may concern,

I don't even know what to say to you. I have all these things racing through my head, all the things you shouldn't have done, but for some reason it seems like I can't put them into the right words.

In the beginning I was intimidated by you. I didn't wanna annoy you, or get in the way. I wanted to be of as much help as I could, and try to make things go smoothly between us and those around us. Instead of being acknowledged as a bother, but as a convenience, I thought that it would have been a benefit for us to just get along. Honestly, it would have been better that way.

For many days I stalked up on little things to help out, do dishes, clean up, get a few things here and there for the house. I never took what was not mine, and always put back what I had borrowed. I offered my cooking, which might not be five out of five stars, but the effort was there. I tried to extended a hand of friendship, which was not all that likely, but I did so because it was the right thing to do.

But day after day I was a ghost to you. Just another person in the house. A bother, an annoyance, another car in the driveway. But still I tried.

Soon after that I went from a bother, to a person. But one you clearly did not like, and one you openly talked badly about. After all the effort I put in, I was slightly devastated. Can you blame me though? No one likes to be talked badly of. So, after this, I tried less, I started avoiding eye contact, or walked out of the room when you came in, cause seeing you was just a reminder of what you said and pretended I didn't hear.

Not long after that I heard of things you did before I was around. My devastation quickly turned into anger, and disbelief. "Why would someone ever do such a thing?" tends to be the first thing that crosses your mind when you hear bad news. I begged others for more information, drained them of the topic. My anxiety was through the roof, and i just could not figure out what it was i did to deserve such a thing. I begged them to talk to you, ask you to explain yourself, to stop. But even that was a laborious job. I felt like it wasn't even my place to stand up to you, especially since you delayed my presence quite sometime before. And after all that work, and all the talking, you still just would not stop.

I was a brick wall. All these "big" issues hitting me, but bouncing off. But between each brick is a tiny space, where "smaller" issues sneak their way through and hit closer to home. Boy, were you firing.

You started being nice to me. Talking to me, butting your advice into my conversation. But it didn't last long, because you just wanted things from me. And once i respectably would not budge, you were back at it again, making me miserable.

You started talking about me to people at work, your friends, and who knows how many others. Too many people came up to me to let me know what you were doing. But it was much to late. The damage was already done. Once you found out how upset I was with you, you sat down with me to talk, and at first i thought that was very mature of you to do, but after i explained your story to my people, we realized almost your entire explanation was a lie. I must have been foolish to forgive you.

And now? Now you are picking at every little thing or mistake I make. Anything that will push me a little further out the door. Now, you completely avoid me. Well, except when you have something to bitch about.

And after all this time I've finally realized that you are the problem. I know others are too afraid to say it to you, but I am not. You are a liar. Everything you say, you promise, you do is a huge lie. Your relationships are fake, and will never be genuine because you will never keep any words said to yourself. You are a user, and base your "friends" on their ability to give to you, and your own agenda. You are a disrespectful person to almost everyone around you, and i'm not even sure if being kind was a trait your parents taught you. I will no longer make excuses for your actions, or blame and beat myself down because i'm always around. YOU are at fault, and YOU are in the wrong. I feel sorry for any person who has or may cross your path, and i pray one day you might realize what you are doing to those around you.

For others that are reading this and feel the same way, if you take anything away from this, anything at all, i just want you to remember that it is never a crime to stand up for yourself. Especially when you've done everything in your power to make things right. There are just some people in this world that are not worth your sunshine, your smile, or the time of day. It's never alright to let those around you walk on you like a doormat. Stay tall, stand strong, and say "I'm a force to be reckoned with."

Yours truly,

The person who no longer cares.