Draft of a Letter
August 22, 2005
Dear K,
What I have to say is not easy. This relationship needs to end. The call I placed on Friday to you, asking you for a little of your off the record time, was inappropriate and crass. I need to know where my boundaries are, and perhaps if I hadn’t called you, I would have called someone else. But I did call you. Just like every other time. I need to figure out what makes me call you and how to stop. If A knew I placed that phone call, I’d probably not be getting married in November. I don’t think he really understands what you mean to me, and when it comes down to it, I don’t think I understand either.
You are not who you say you are. Or perhaps, I just hoped to twist your words to make you into the person I wanted you to be. I’m not actually your friend am I? Friends invite each other to do things; friends make time to see each other. When I called on Friday it was just another one of those times that you had invited people to see you and I wasn’t one of them. I’m never invited past one Thanksgiving when you needed to tell me that you were seeing someone else. You’re selfish with your time.
Dear K,
What I have to say is not easy. This relationship needs to end. The call I placed on Friday to you, asking you for a little of your off the record time, was inappropriate and crass. I need to know where my boundaries are, and perhaps if I hadn’t called you, I would have called someone else. But I did call you. Just like every other time. I need to figure out what makes me call you and how to stop. If A knew I placed that phone call, I’d probably not be getting married in November. I don’t think he really understands what you mean to me, and when it comes down to it, I don’t think I understand either.
You are not who you say you are. Or perhaps, I just hoped to twist your words to make you into the person I wanted you to be. I’m not actually your friend am I? Friends invite each other to do things; friends make time to see each other. When I called on Friday it was just another one of those times that you had invited people to see you and I wasn’t one of them. I’m never invited past one Thanksgiving when you needed to tell me that you were seeing someone else. You’re selfish with your time.