[Rinni]

Dear _______,

....you sneered and said it didn't matter what you said, I wouldn't feel it. I never listen, and I never really feel anyway, so what did it matter?

I heard every word, and everyone cut me. But I didn't show. Because it wouldn't matter if I showed how I felt or not; I'm always acting in your eyes, every emotion a direct challenge and rebellion against you. You always asked why I stopped talking to you, and why I became so "blank".

Can you really blame me?

I used to try and fight it, try to fix, try to make it right. But....I've given up. It's easier to remain silent, to remain blank until you leave the room. Nothing I say makes any difference, regardless of your claims to contrary. Have you noticed I say less and less each day to you? How restrained I've become. I'm a fucking shell, and I'm still showing too much attitude for you.

I'd love to say I'd show you this, but it wouldn't make any difference. This isn't anything I haven't said to your face. I guess this is my silent confession that I'm tired. Something that would get me yelled at if I dared utter it outloud.