Thursday, February 14, 2013

A Dying Art: Letter Edition

I'm an awkward on-the-phone conversationalist. Maybe it's a sign of imaturity or something, but I hate talking on the phone. When talking about serious topics or issues with people, even in person, I never can get everything I want to say in. If I want to confront someone for having hurt me, I can never do it in person or else I won't hit all of the points I want to make. I also have a hard time not coming off as mean in serious conversations that others may have a different opinion on. (Apparently that's an issue for me, so I've heard.) Because of these things, I like to write letters. I do it all the time. My friends all know I do it because they've all recieved at least one from me. When I was a kid, my therapist told me to start writing how I felt. It began as journal entries in a diary, but as I got older I began writing the letters. Sometimes I write letters to people that I have no intention of sharing them with. It's a great way to relieve stress or anger without actually having "drama" or confronting people about what I have to say. I love writing letters. While my best friends were away at Work Crew for a month I wrote a letter a day and took turns on who I was writing to. They kept their letters and have them hung up on their walls now. I also feel like letters sent through the mail are so rare nowadays that's it's exciting to recieve letters. Although I love to write letters, I haven't recieved one in many years it feels like. After I sent my friends letters over the summer, they would all just call me back (which kind of took some fun out of writing the letters.) This summer I will be away for a month at Work Crew and my friends all promised to write me letters though so I'm excited for that! I wish more people wrote letters because I love them :)

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