For MissFit:
I know why you are here.
My greatest fear has never been that I'm inadequate. I've always known deep down I'm gorgeous and brilliant, but I was never a braggart. No one ever accused me of being conceited. I was just self-assured.
You, however, have always made sweet but subtly snide remarks about me, all the while smiling and laughing, as if to say, "Oh, you know I'm joking!" You profess friendship and love, but my real friends confide that you diss me behind my back. Funny, it doesn't hurt so much as disappoint.
Well, I see right through you. Your honey-laced digs are meant to hurt me, to tear me down. They don't.
Take your toxic behaviors and speech somewhere else. You're out of my thoughts, out of my life . . . forever. . . .