Dear T1, I am so sad that this is ending, especially the way it is. I wanted so much for you to be different. For things to be different. I guess it doesn't really matter how I feel right now. But for the record I am disappointed. Sad. Confused. Maybe that's it. And accepting. Maybe accepting is a feeling, too. Nothing more to say. Kind regards or best wishes or good luck or whatever would belie the deep, deep hurt I feel and imply more connection than clearly there is. So...that's it.