Look, that wasn’t love and I’ve got nothing nice to say to you. I was young and naive thinking it could work out. You’re twice my age and unable to trust another man after what you willingly put yourself through. You manipulated me to think I was the problem, when in fact it’s been you all along. No wonder you don’t date men your own age, they can see right through you, and know that there’s no foundation to build a stable relationship. Sure, we had our moments, and you’ve taught me what it exactly does not take to maintain a healthy relationship, but deep down inside, there’s still a part of me that wants to believe you were a good person at one point in your life. However, I do find some solace in knowing that the rest of your life will be a struggle if you don’t do something with all your self hatred and distrust, but that’s not going to happen at the age of 62. Now f*** off and watch your lonely p*** you poisonous h**** old bat. dd