Friday, May 6, 2011

Dear Don,

Was it childhood innocence? Was it malice? Merely insensitivity?
Or was it nothing? My whole life it has been, "it was my fault."
Maybe my whole life, every relationship, has now been shaped by that one act.

And I wonder how you are, where you are, and what you are doing.
Do you know how I have felt? Does it matter?

I have no idea how to get closure for this.

I can't even sign this letter.