Let’s be hon­est: this has been a long time com­ing. We’ve always wanted dif­fer­ent things from each other. To say “it’s not you, it’s me” would be a lie. Because, well, it is you. We’re just not compatible.

I don’t think we should remain friends—it would be too hard. In fact, I’d like to never see you again. I wish you all the best, and I hope you find some­one who accepts you as you are. I’m sorry I never could.


The Reluc­tant Florid­ian (soon to be the Much More Enthu­si­as­tic Californian!)