As of tonight, it seems that my ties with a former friend have been severed. So I did a self portrait... well, just because I wanted to kind of capture my mood as one chapter in my life comes to a close.

I'm not sure whether to be upset that our last line of communication is gone, or glad that the stress of the relationship is no longer there to be my problem.

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I'm sorry, I tried. Maybe you realized that you stress me, or read the letter I wrote you.

I can't fix you. I'm sorry if the truth hurts, but if you actually took care of your mind, body, finances, and relationships, maybe things would be better. The only common denominator in your failed ambitions and relationships is you. Your online relationships with people miles away aren't real friendships, those people can't witness your self-destructive behavior. I'm sorry honesty causes you to act up and out. I'm not going to lie to you to make you feel better. You haven't changed since we were 14, except now it's legal for you to do what you do to yourself.

I won't support you, and no one else should be expected to.

But it doesn't matter what I say, because if you don't agree with it, then it's wrong. Which makes me the bad guy and you the victim.

I'm done. Goodbye.

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Maybe she'll read this, maybe she won't. Ah well, feels good to get it off my shoulders.