Dear Grey\'s Anatomy, You Suck

Dear Grey’s Anatomy, This is the
hardest letter I’ve ever had to write.
We’ve had some wonderful times,
you and I—all those steamy scenes
in the elevator at Seattle Grace come
to mind. However (and I say this with
a heavy heart), it is past time to part
ways. I simply cannot devote an entire
hour out of my week to you anymore.
At one time, I happily planned my Thursday
evening around seeing you, but now? I
hardly recognize you.
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Tell Him, Tell Him, Tell Him, Tell Him Right Now

23219571.jpgI have a history of falling in love with my best guy friends. I grew up with twin older brothers, so my interest in fart jokes and innate ability to kick back with the boys naturally attracted many males. Unfortunately, the males always looked to me as the best friend and never as the future bride.

It started in the fourth grade. That particular situation lasted until the middle of 8th. In high school it happened again. First with Jordan, then with Joey. When I got to college it was Ben.

I am not one to keep my feelings to myself. I always need to know. So, after growing sick of giving these boys love advice to use on other ladies, I always ended up blurting out my own feelings. A lot of people I know always wonder how I 1) am constantly finding myself in situations like that, and 2) could ever just come out and lay my heart on the table. I understand their concerns – women have always been taught to let the guys take the lead, to make the guy chase you and to play hard to get. But that was just never my game. Read More »

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