The Last Words of a Bear: A Repost of my Open Letter from my First Stuffie

[Guest QueenJellybean]

About a year and a half ago, I had to get rid of my very first stuffed animal for reasons you'll see below. In order to help me cope with the loss, and because there happened to be a writing prompt about this subject at the last community I was an admin for, I wrote the below letter. I've decided to share it with all of you! Enjoy! Warning, it's sad. 

 

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Dear Little Belle, 

 

We’ve been there for each other for a long time. Almost twelve years of your life. You named me after your first ever ‘good guy’ crush in comics, Wolverine. We’ve shared some wonderful memories, and some tough ones. I’m so glad I have been in your life for so long, watched you grow up. Even before you knew you were Little. (I always knew, I’ll have you know.) 

 

I’m writing you this letter for a slightly sad reason. But I don’t want you to cry, okay?

 

I’m writing you this letter to tell you that it’s okay to let me go. 

 

Over the years, some difficult things have happened to you. Abuse. Neglect. Manipulation. People haven’t always been the kindest, but that’s what I was there for. To dry your tears, and remind you to smile. I’ve watched you struggle. I remember the Valentine’s Day Beast restored me for you at Build-A-Bear and how happy you were. I was too! But it’s not like that anymore…

 

I don’t think we’ve grown apart intentionally. I know you’ll always love me. But I know I’ve become a trigger for you. A reminder of more difficult times, and more terrible people. I don’t want that. I know you associate me with some horrible people in your past. You’ve tried to overcome it, and I see the guilt in your eyes when you look at me. It hurts me to see you hurting. It’s not your fault.

 

I don’t want you to worry about me. I’ve served my purpose, and I know I leave you in good hands. I know you don’t want to give me away, and you don’t have to. But please stop worrying when you can’t sleep with me, or you put me up high where you can’t see me, or Beast corrects you when you say you have five bears instead of six. 

I was the most important part of your life as you figured out who you are. I’ve watched you grow up from a timid little girl to a brave, strong young woman. I got those pieces of you, pieces no other bear shall ever see. I’ve done everything any bear ever really wants to do for their partner; I’ve made you happy. I don’t want to be the thing that makes you unhappy now.

 

Let me go. Don’t feel badly, and stop being so hard on yourself. I’m so happy. So, so happy.

 

We’ll always be best friends. 

 

Love always, 
Little ‘Reen. 

[Guest LiddlePwincess]

I just have to know, what did you do with the bear?

[Guest QueenJellybean]

I just have to know, what did you do with the bear?

 

That's a great question! I donated him to a children's shelter. The last I heard, he's well-loved there.

[Guest LiddlePwincess]

Oh thats a wonderful ending! Thank you for sharing!

[Guest Faith137]

such a wonderful ending, hugs

[Littlest_Lushie]

Made me ball like a baby. Makes me hug onto my Barnaby really tight. Thank you for sharing.

[Strawberry Princess]

Sniffling. I'm so happy for that ending though! I don't know what I'd do without my first stuffie to cuddle at night. Thanks for sharing this with us