wanting love missing the feeling

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Published on Sunday, 16 June 2013 23:34

Written by catey

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dear,

juliet im 16 years old i really always wanted you to reply to me i been in one real relationship it was a long distance it really was hard not able to feel the love and phsically touch it. i really want to fall in love so badly i want that true person. and love that is meant to be 

thanks

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Published on Friday, 14 June 2013 18:58

Written by Paola

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Thanks for answering my post Juliet, Today I got internet to thank, I'm glad to see that there are people who choose to help others. thanks again

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Published on Thursday, 13 June 2013 17:37

Written by Andora

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Cara Giulietta,

Nei primi giorni di risveglio come donna, ne ero convinta' che il grande amore fosse dietro all'angolo, ma ero io che non riuscivo ad arrivare all'angolo. 

Poi, ho creduto per un paio di volte , con tutta me stessa, di averlo veramente incontrato.

Ma quell vuota che avevo dentro di me, mi facceva dubitare che il vero amore fosse cosi.

Poi , un giorno , mi sono sposata.

Dio ha voluto che fossi la madre di tre bambini perfetti. Un figlio e due figlie.

Ma quando diventi mamma, non ti cancelli come donna, e se la donna muore pian piano anche per una sola ragione, la mamma rischia di rimanere solo un apendice dei figli.

E un giorno ho divorziato. 

Ed ero felice. Potevo finalmente dare il meglio di me stessa ai miei figli. 

Ed eccomi sola con tre figli, con un lavoro molto impegniativo, pensando di sapere gia come proseguira la mia vita, ed ero felice delle prospettive,

quando,

ho conosciuto, ho incontrato un uomo.

senza cercarlo, quasi per sbaglio.

Lui era divorziato con un figlio. 

E con una naturalezza di un istinto, e nato l'amore. Quella forma che non credi fosse vera, l'amore che splende, che ti fa sentire completa. 

Abbiamo tutti i momenti in qui ci sentiamo nella nostra pelle. Il mio e in alcune seratte fresche, quando dopo la doccia, dopo che i bimbi sono a dormire, mi metto un paio di calzini di lana e vado a letto. Muovendo le dita dei piedi nei calzini, e il preciso momento in cui mi risento quella bambina da 6 anni che sono sempre io , e riccordo che ci sono!

Quei attimi gli hai quasi sempre da sola. Sono i tuoi. Io ho scoperto che gli puoi avere anche accanto ad un altro, che si , puoi avere un uomo che amandoti , ma non ti toglie del tuo. Il vuoto io non lo piu sentito.

Per il mio compleanno mi ha portata a Parigi. Da soli, abbiamo passato la notte caminando per le strade.

Con i figli (tutti quatro) facciamo delle vacanze favolose.

E  d'improviso avevo tutto! E lo ricevuto quando credevo di avere tutto

Fra pocchi giorni ci sposiamo. A Verona. Avevamo pensato il giorno 20 giugno.

ma ci e' stato proposto il 21 giugno.

io sono nata il 21 giugno. E' il mio compleanno. E' il giorno del mio matrimonio.

Non sto scoppiando dalla felicita', non sono piena di gioia e adrenalina.

Sento dentro un'armonia, una serenita' completa.

E sopratutto non mi chiedo piu se e' amore, se e' quello vero, se durera, prego solo,

 prego il Signore che tenga la sua mano sopra di noi.

Cara Giulietta, nel 21 giugno sotto il tuo balcone, ci sposiamo. 

not knowing what to think

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Published on Thursday, 13 June 2013 01:18

Written by Lola

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Hi Juliet, sorry if my tone casual. I write only to talk, I'm from Venezuela and I imagine you will hear many things about this place, i love my country despite being what it is now. I write in English because I did not find a link in Spanish, and I do not care, I can with this language. The problems facing the country now have divided my family, even citizens here. I did not come to talk about it, is something we live every day, the truth came because recently the nice nurse from my university recommended me as medicine, fall in love. Sounds crazy and even absurd for you to recommend that drug to stress, but it happened. I never had a boyfriend, I have not even kissed, I have 20 years and I do not usually think of boyfriends or even in a relationship that is if it lasted, but I do not care if it lasts, is that the person who comes to me the amare without matter what, these days I started thinking a lot about that and as my mother expressed to me, come to the conclusion that I have a boyfriend because I'm good at moving people out of my life, I would not disappoint this with my, perhaps I have been rejected so many times, I'm the type of girl who has her head wrapped in just this thought, the rhythm of my life requires more of me and even I can admit that the topic of "having a relationship" always been in other places, Is important but not a priority, the problems we live here and I face daily realities, where I volunteer or where I move just occupy my mind, I would feel something more, something new, why reinvigorates is dying inside of me, but I can not be, not if it's true it's a boyfriend, only I want to feel something different. If you were in my place you would you say, or even that you say to a friend who is in that situation, I'm not asking you to tell me what I wanna hear, just ask you to be honest because I know I'll be fine, can be something wrong with me?.

Completely and Hopelessly Lost

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Published on Sunday, 09 June 2013 21:57

Written by Lucy

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Dear Juliet,

I'm completely lost and have no idea what I should do...I went to college this year and became friends with a boy from my hometown. We became the best of friends. Homesickness, studying, you name it whatever problem I had he would be there to help me through it. I thought that he was just a friend to me but as the second semester went on I began to fall for him more and more. Then, he told me that he is transferring because he got a scholarship offer for wrestling at another school. I wasn't too worried about it because since he's from my hometown I knew I would see him around and we would hang out. 

As a matter of fact, I saw him Monday at the local high school track with his brothers and his best friend from high school. This is where the trouble starts. I finished my run to go talk to them and all the boys were friendly and talked to me. But then, when I asked later this week if he would want to grab some dinner with me one night the next week he told me he couldn't. I was confused and didn't understand why, but then he explained that his best friend has a major crush on me. He does not want to interfere with his best friend's pursuit. This is the problem and I don't know what to do. He is so insistent that he will not do anything to come between the two of us, he didn't even tell his best friend that we had a little fling or relationship in college so his best friend would have hope. 

I admire his kindness, its really nice of him. But as for me, I don't know what to do. His best friend is really nice, but I don't know if he is the one for me, especially when I still have feelings for the kid that went to college with me. I don't want to break the boy's heart and say that I am in love with his friend instead, but at the same time I don't know if I can handle falling in love with the boy who is best friends with the kid I love. I need to know what to do?

-Anna

Young and the hopeles

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Published on Saturday, 08 June 2013 06:20

Written by Katherine

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Dear Juliet,

I'm young, but I read that you get many letters by american teenagers. I don't have a tragic story were I lost a loved one, I don't even know what is like to lose someone at all. I knew even had the chance to experience a boyfriend. Many tell me my time will come, but I never felt so alone. I always wanted to written to you, but this very time I have this horrible feeling coming from my stomach. It's not letting me sleep and it makes me want to cry. I know my life can be worse, but why can't I have a best  friend that every girl has in a movie who they hang out with. I don't have anything like that. It makes everything worse when I see others my age being so happy. I just terribly want my Romeo to come who will tell me poems even if they are terrible. A Romeo who will make me feel the way that I do. A guy who will let me finally be me.

Love,

Hopeless Katherine