So here it goes, the first part of a series of thank yous.
(The following nick-names only have relevance to the people involved.)
|Alien and Dill, respectively. Jk, they are real people with pseudonyms.|
Dear Dill and Alien,
I think you're the first boys to show an interest in me after a tragic childhood experience that changed my perspective on men forever. (I couldn't be more vague, I know, but I don't like to focus on the a-holes in my life; they don't deserve any attention unless it's a swift kick in the balls.) Both of you played a major role in my recovery even though you probably have no clue.
Dill, we were never right for each other, that's obvious EVERY time we have a conversation now, but what you taught me that fateful summer evening (Was it summer? I don't even remember) was that I could be attractive again. I realize your actions following that day were LAME almost beyond redemption, but to be fair, you didn't know how damaged I was. And we were teens so...[shrug.] Anyway, thanks.
Alien, my first crush who reciprocated my feelings in earnest and dedication even though I moved 2 states away soon after we became an item, I think you helped re-establish some of the confidence I had lost as a young girl. You might even have helped sow the seeds of the current feminist me. We too would never have lasted, but it's not really about that. I'm grateful that you were in my life for that short period of time.
Stay Tuned for part 2: Where I thank people for being jack wagons to me.