I'm sorry, K. I'm sorry I made it all about me. I want to say "we built a monster" because that's how I feel about how I have been the last few months. That's not the only voice in my head though. The other voice says "what did you expect?" This was deep work and shouldn't have been ended like that. But it was. And I'm sorry that I couldn't see my way to survive. I don't know if that makes sense. Not much feels like it makes sense right now, but I am doing good things for myself. I am taking care of myself and I will continue to do so. I will give you time and space. I will leave you alone save the occasional card or text. I will start to walk away from you, but I will always hold the hope that maybe we can come together in some way in the future? It still feels unresolved to me, and I'm not sure I'll ever get the opportunity to resolve it with you. I would like that opportunity, but I know you have walked away from that role now. Sadly. So I guess I may never get that chance. To hear your true point of view.