Oprah Fridays Live with Suze Orman and Dr. Maya Angelou

Dear Oprah- 

I haven't been completely honest with you. I don't know where to start. I guess there's never an easy way to tell this to someone you care about, so here it goes. 

You've been different lately. Not the same person I've been with for the past few months. Somber. Down. Almost unhappy. 

Maybe it was the heroin-addicted family. The mom who accidentally killed her daughter. The mastectomy and Suze Orman. I'll admit it. That's a lot to handle in one week. But it doesn't have to be that way. It's ok to laugh every now and then as well. However, I can't help you do that. It's completely up to you.

We used to be so much happier. Shlumpadinka makeovers, 237 reasons to have sex  and even Jimmy Choo. Those were such different times. Different days. You smiled more. I wanted to be around you. 

I never thought it would come to this. I've felt sick about it all night and have been sitting here trying to find the right words, but I can't. There are no words to soften this. No phrases to help this make sense. 

I am sorry, but today, I watched "Ellen." 

It wasn't on purpose. We were in the same place. The same time. It just kind of happened. And it only happened once. I don't know how this happened, but I think your "Why Men Cheat" expert, M. Gary Neuman was right. It really is about how she makes me feel. Trust me, it's not about the sex. 

In fact, there isn't any. At all. Ever. 

Today, she had Jack Hannah. And she had animals. Armadillos, black leopards and even an owl that landed on her head. An owl. On her head. Do you remember O, when you used to make me laugh like that? Instead, today, you give me her. 

Suze Orman. And her guide to fear, worry and depression. I know, I know, her 5 tips to financial stability were supposed to be an olive branch, but you brought in Ali Velshi, too. A CNN Business Correspondent? To talk about our nation's banks and the lending crisis? Where does the negativity end with you O? 

I feel like I don't even know you anymore.

Sure, you brought in Maya Angelou and her life's wisdom. I think I might've even seen you smile while talking to her. But I want you to be like that with me. Not just her. And while your updates on the heroin family are promising, it's still not enough. But three out of the four still in treatment is impressive. You should be proud. 

It's just different with Ellen. Livelier. Happier. She makes me feel good. On occasion, she even dances. 

I want things to change between us. I want them to be better. Happier. And I can only hope they will be. I want to believe in that. It's just difficult. Especially when I hear about what you will be talking about on Monday: "Forgiving the Son Who Killed My Family."

O, I hope you can bring back the happiness. 

For you. 

For us. 

Sensei.

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