I never saw the letter coming. I thought she loved me too much to give up on me. I thought the choice was all mine. But I was wrong.
I remember the Saturday morning when I got the letter. We’re going to call her Linda, but you know that’s not her real name. I’ve never talked about this letter with anybody. Even now, there are things I can’t say — things that happened after this — because I can’t break the confidence of someone who I loved long ago.
Until this week, I hadn’t read the letter in 10 years. If I’m being completely honest, I’m not entirely certain I read every word of it when I got it. The initial feeling was one of numbness, but I quickly understood that what I was feeling was blinding pain. It hurt so much that I was in a daze.
We’re neither friends nor enemies, just strangers who share the past
‘This path leads to somewhere I think I can finally say, I’m home’
When love finally dies, it’s like a fever breaks and the pain is gone
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FRIDAY FUNNIES
How would you see your body if nobody told you it was flawed?
Death of classmate from past feels like a reminder to change my life
Chance encounter with woman leaves me grateful for my health