Dear Beautiful Sensitive Lady,
One time you were drunk and you said to a friend, “I’m sorry if this sounds crazy, I’m just in a weird place right now,” and the friend replied by saying, “Molly, you’ve been in a weird place as long as I’ve known you.”
You wear heating patches on your back every day and you don’t go to yoga even though that would help more. You sometimes cry in inappropriate places because you don’t take time to cry in appropriate places. You haven’t updated your conscious life pictures since everything on them came true except for the one titled “Relationships.”
Beautiful Sensitive Lady, you’ve got it the best around as far as most are concerned, but you can never be truly happy for more than an hour or a day or sometimes a week, unless you are happy in a manic way, and that usually only happens when there are only things to be sad about and your nervous energy feels the need to overcompensate.
Someone at work put a Post-It on the corner of your computer monitor that reads, “You deserve this happiness,” and some days it makes you tear up and other days it makes you angry and most days you feel like that three inch by three inch neon orange square of paper is being condescending.
Beautiful Sensitive Lady, I am pretty sure that you will be this way for the rest of your life no matter how much you meditate or sleep on weekends or watch She-Devil or take a road trip with friends, as though you ever really allow yourself a chance to do these things wholeheartedly, and maybe it’s because you’re a Capricorn.
With love and admiration,
Beautiful Sensitive Lady
P.S. It is cool that you own a globe and have a vintage bike parked in your living room, though. Beautiful Sensitive Teenager would think that’s really neat.