My therapist says I can't move on until I have closure. Which I can't get because no one will talk to me. So we'll do it this way,
Travis: I love you. I think you are handsome and smart and stupid. Stupid because you didn't stick with me. We could have made it work. I will never get married again. Fuck religion. We are all each other ever needed. But then you married Nicole and it was over.
Erin: I love you. Again, fuck religion. When Armageddon never comes, you will miss me. I miss you every day.
Linda: I love you. Fuck religion. Enough said.
Adam: You are the love of my life. I don't always sleep alone but that doesn't mean I'm not lonely.
I could go on and on, but the reality is, all those other people, the lifelong girlfriends, my bridesmaids, I don't really miss them. I don't feel a need to say goodbye. There are four people I've lost and I miss. Four people who can make you want to end your life. FOUR.
It's crazy isn't it? Because there are so many other people to make you feel happy, to feel full. They will love you for real. They will be there in your times of need. They are worthy of your tears, your laughter. They are the family you wish you had.
Sullivan out.
