How did it ever get to this point?
It doesn’t matter. What I need to tell you is that I won’t be coming to your shows anymore. You don’t have to hide in the green room all night, avoiding people who think they’ve done something wrong to make you retreat from them, when in reality you can’t stand to be near me. You don’t love me, we’re not friends like we were, and that’s all okay. Just stop treating other people like they’re the problem. We won’t have a confrontation, we’ll stop fighting, and we’ll live separate lives. Take care.