Things have been fine here, not much is going on – but if they are and they probably are – I’m don’t give them the justice they deserve. I often take for granted the small things, or I think they are not big enough.
I think this will be my last letter to you.
I don’t have much to say to you anymore and every time you try to talk to me, I think you are patronising me…if this is not true then fine, It doesn’t really matter either way. Personally I feel weakened by you, maybe its just my internal dilemmas playing through – none the less they are my dilemmas, non the less and I think this is the best way to deter them.
I hope you understand, thank you for holding on for so long.
best wishes me.