an open letter - he knows who he is

You're lame. Lame and a baby. I realize that I hurt your feelings. But did you ever consider that you were hurting my feelings with all the events that led up to that? Or when you wanted absolutely no contact for 6 months, and you bade me take every little thing with me when I left so that you wouldn't have to face any memories at all?

Pardon me for trying to stay friends. I deeply apologize for what was clearly an invasion of your personal space -- sending you a friend request on facebook. Even though we live 1000 miles apart, you won't even acknowledge me on an impersonal website. No I take that back. You did send me a 2-word note, getting the message across that you want nothing to do with me.

I hope you're reading this, because I know you check up on me via my blog. You know I've been very respectful and have not told the internets anything. I hope you know that in a coupla months when you're a well-paid professional I will be asking for the money you owe me. You remember, all that credit card debt I accrued moving us across the country and then supporting us while we lived in the most expensive city in the country. Yes, I realize that you had some loans to cover some of our living expenses, but there were times when you had absolutely no income, and that's why my credit card debt is so high. I even had to sell the car that I loved, in order to barely scrape by.

I want you to know that I'm done trying to be friends now. The only result is that I start crying, and I don't need that . I'll be like you and pretend that the last 11 years of my life never happened. Tomorrow would have been our 11th anniversary, as I'm sure you're aware. But I've come to realize that I'm much better off without you in my life, as you still make me cry without even talking to me.

So long and farewell.