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After 2 years, 2 months, 3 weeks and 3 days, I finally got mad as hell at you for leaving me. I am furious. You promised to love me for eternity and you used the "'Til death do us part." escape clause. How DARE you leave me to do this on my own.
You were my greatest support. You were the only person in the whole world who ever loved me unconditionally. There was never a question. You never said you "would love me more if." You never said "I love you, but." There was never a condition to your love, you simply gave it freely and believed in me. No one had ever believed in me before. You made me believe in myself. And you left me.
You left me in the middle of a financial crisis. I had lost my construction company in the crash and filed bankruptcy and you, dammit, left me to survive it on my own. You left me to try and rebuild a life from the ground up. It would have been so much easier with you there to keep believing in me. Believing in myself when I had lost everything I had ever worked for was impossible without you there to love me and tell me it was all going to be okay.
It sucks, Jonathan Clark Gatlin. And I'm angry. I am finally angry with you.