EJ, TM, KS, and EM,
I am truly sorry that this letter has come to this. But I have no choice. I am
stuck in a place that is so familiar to me it is a second home. I am wondering
if this is nothing more than a phase, or if these failures are the way things
were, the way things are and the way things will be. I am in a darkness that
makes no sense to me.
I have picked up the pieces and put my life back together so much that I have
begun to remember the picture this puzzle is supposed to make. The image is
clear. I am someone who wants a stable relationship, but when he finds one, it
can’t get off the ground. Nothing seems to last for me. I am stuck desiring
until I hurt myself, which I do not want to do.
I am worn out. I am no longer desiring relationships. I am simply hoping that
they all understand without an explanation. I am getting tired of my life story.
I want to move the fuck on. Your memories are holding me back.
For the final time,