I hope you don’t mind me calling you “friend”, its just that I do not know who you are or where you’re from or anything about you really. I’m calling you “friend” because as you’re reading this, I’m considering you my friend. Why? I believe it makes sense to call anyone who listens as a friend, and since you are reading this you are therefore, listening to me friend. Let’s skip the greetings, we all know how those go. Example:
Friend: I haven’t seen you in so long! How are you?
This is where the letter starts.
Well, I’m not going to lie, I’ve been better. Frustrations stack over frustrations, frustrations from work, frustrations from life, frustrations from myself. Frustrations ranging from the customers who can’t seem to understand what I am saying despite repeating it for the 5th time to the unfairness of life where I am stuck doing work that does not originally belong to me but forced onto me by a lazy someone.
Then from here, it gets deeper.
Frustrated at myself for what I lack and what I am incapable to do.
How I am unable to do a cat-eye despite practicing for over 2 years, how I cannot even do simplest eye-shadow techniques, how my skin is too sensitive for foundation, how my hair seems to just want to fall off my head, and how I am somehow incapable to lose weight despite eating much less than the average person and exercise 4 times a week. Friend, I am just utterly frustrated. I find that I am always lacking and am always incapable and somehow despite trying my best to improve, I simply cannot.
But as we are not that close of friends, I will not say those things. Instead I will say
Me: I’m doing fine, thank you for asking! How are you?