I think I finally found myself. I finally realized that our story might really be over… And I’m okay with it. Not that I wouldn’t be heart broken, we spent 9 years together after all. You’ve seen me grow into the person that I am today, and so have I, with you. I’m finally realizing that maybe we are not going into the same directions in life? I used to beat myself up for not being what you need, but maybe the right person will be a better fit for us. I am quite tired of feeling inadequate, and also feeling like what I offer is never enough. But maybe we are just wrong for each other, that’s why we feel this way. You know? I no longer believe we are right for each other, I used to be so sure, but now I’m convinced that maybe we’re just not. It will hurt like hell, but somehow I know everything will be okay. We are going into different directions, we are not growing together the way we planned and that’s life. This decision did not come over night. I have been analyzing, over analyzing, even. I think I know deep down that it was over in 2008. But I wanted to make it work, I wanted this love so bad so I convinced myself that it will be okay. But I have not forgotten, nor have I really forgiven you and Mickey. Even after 5 years, the pain is still so fresh. That says a lot. I will never trust you like that again and the consequences still live on up until this day and it’s as tiring for me as it is for you. I think we are just not right for each other anymore… As painful as it is.