I have come to grips with the fact you will never speak to me again. Don’t you dare treat me like the bad guy, not for a second! I tried many times to make you happy and to leave you.. I don’t know if it was because you thought you loved me or you just couldn’t stand to be alone, but I always stayed.
 
I wish I never spoke to you again after the last night we spent with each other, I should have woke up and just disappeared, at least then I would have had some dignity left. 

I really hope you know how hard all of that was for me and you respect me for holding out that long only because I thought I loved you (I’m sure you saw it as pathetic). 

Sincerely, It doesn’t matter now anyways.

P.S Be good to your Mother and Sister.