What in God's name have I gotten myself into?!
One of my favorite poets Bassey Ikpi urged her followers on the Twitter to join her in a 30 Day Letter Writing Challenge. Since I haven't been writing like I should be doing, I thought this would be something good for me to do, something that would ameliorate and stretch me as a writer.
Can I say that this sucks!?
It sucks because as a person who tries her damnedest to shun all emotion, this shit is messing up my entire life. MY ENTIRE LIFE. I couldn't get through this first letter without crying bleeding corrosive acid from my eyes. Cuz I'm a hard-ass thugtastic gangsta like that.
I'm not sure if I'll post all the days on here, though it'd be a great incentive to write to the blog every day. Plus, I'm afraid it'd get too deep and honest. And we all know some people can't handle the truth. Mmhmm.
Anywho, Day One is a letter that's supposed to be written to your best friend. My BFF is my homes Mariana. Here's the letter I wrote.
Ugh. I'm feeling all vulnerable. I'ma make sure I balance this all out with my thugtastic gangsta. Like posts of me kicking babies and slapping crossing guards. Because I'm hard like that. WHAT!
Dear Mariana,
Hi. 8]
I’m so happy that you finally got that job! You worked hard throughout college, and you worked diligently after graduation to get to this place. I hope you had a great first day, and you have a great first week.
I know you probably feel like this has been a one-sided friendship lately, that you’re always the one reaching out to me, picking me up, driving places, planning things. I hope you know that it’s not because I’m not interested in being your friend, confidant, what have you. Things the past couple months have been difficult mentally, emotionally, and psychologically. I’ve pulled back from a lot of people in the attempt to stay sane, and unfortunately, others, especially you, have had to witness and deal with it. I’m getting better now, and I’m working through it. Thank you for your patience.
I don’t think you know how much I admire you. I was inspired by your organization and perseverance with applying for a position every week. I’m inspired by how all of your hard work has paid off. I’m in awe of the great person you’ve come to be. I could have never imagined that when we met during Passport briefly and reconnected during the Jeremiah retreat that you’d be my closest, most reliable friend.
You are tactful, understanding, fun, and you command respect. You have an amazing aura around you, and you are beautiful inside and out. In your most vulnerable of moments, I hope that you realize that, that you own that, that you exude that.
I hope you know that I love you dearly. You’ve kept me on track; you’ve kept me sane; and you’ve been my partner in crime for four years, whether it was dancing like maniacs while Lori was on the phone because we didn’t want to do our homework, watergun fights and being chased by crazy men wielding frosting-covered knives, prank-calling the boys in Delta, or sneaking out in the late-night hours to paint slander on the Rock outside TE. Oh, what wonderful times we have had!
As we move forward with our lives, I hope we have way more adventures together, especially when we finally strike out on our own. Watch out, world!
I wish you much more happiness, much more success, and everything else you want in this world. You deserve it all. And I love you more than you could ever know, and more than I know I show.
Sincerely,
Kimberly
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