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Thursday, December 17, 2009

Dear John,

This letter might come as a surprise to you as I hardly ever communicate in writing, but I feel this time...
This letter might come as a surprise to you as I hardly ever communicate in writing, but I feel this time it is only fitting to do so, I hope you understand.

I used to say marriage is forever, and I believe what we had was so much stronger than a marriage, it was the most intimate relationship I could ever think of having with a man.
It always used to bring me joy to find out that I was the one you came to when you needed help or advice, and I was happy to give it to you every time. But then you went about doing what you wanted, claiming you were executing my will, and sadly I forgave you. It breaks my heart when I think back about the many times you made that same mistake, never caring about the damage you left behind, and to think I kept forgiving you hoping you would change, hoping you'd find your way again...

Being with you was exhausting. You are like a child who can't take care of own his toys. I gave you the world and you broke it right in front of my eyes. What do you expect of me now ?

When I was always there for you, you accused me of smothering you and taking away your freedom. When I stood back and let you make your own choices, you came back to me for answers about your own life. You never could make up your mind about the kind of relationship you wanted with me, and so this time I made this decision for you, one last time, for the sake of all the good years we've had. Don't call me John, I won't be there. Have a good life.

Formerly yours,

God

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