dear,

dear ex,

i know you miss me and the comfort i represented for so long. typing is hard, and sympathizing is harder. you fucked up and it is over. i hope the best for you, but can no longer be a part of that. take care, and please get help.

dear current,

i don't understand what has kept you from fulfilling my needs. i assume that i am going to have to move on with my life to get what i want/need, and that you won't factor in. i am sad about this, but know that it does not exist within reason.

dear life,

i am in control.