Boys.... who needs 'em?
I need em. And I know you do too.
From my heart to yours, please hear me out...
I think, as I have always thought, that you are 
in love with being in love. And I say it now as 
I have a hundred times before.... XXX is not the one for you. 
I say it with every belief in my body, 
and all the experience I have had 
and all the maturity I have gotten, 
as well as all the immaturity I have lived through 
and all the girlish heart I still have 
and all the love I have for you and all the 
personality we have in common, as well as 
all the personality we don't....

And you KNOW that is how I feel. The closer he is to 
coming home the more I worry for you. Please keep your 
head on straight. Please don't make a mistake just for 
the romance. Please listen when your heart still feels 
flutters for any-old-bob. Listen to your skittish girly 
responses to the sound of a guy's voice (not XXX's, 
anybody else's). You are not ready for a marriage. 
You aren't even ready for a boyfriend. If you give 
XXX a chance, he will overwhelm you with romance and 
the fluttery feeling of being twitterpated and spoiled 
and pampered and loved..... and you will lose your 
balance and fall. Don't Fall. Stand on your own two 
feet and walk independently. Try all the flavors. 
Get a game plan. Get a degree. Get a job you think 
you could actually DO for the rest of your life. 
Get an idea of where you REALLY want to be in life.

I tell you with every gut feeling in my body, 
you cannot hope to find yourself while wrapped around another. 
Find them yourself, and then invite the man who has also 
found HIS to hold your hand and join you there in your 
SELF-CREATED living dream. 

I don't know where that soap box came from.... but I swear by it.


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