Reflections on the Consequence of a Continued Refusal to Communicate

No matter how angry you might be at me right now for what I actually haven't done, it pales in comparison to how angry I am at you for taking everything away. The only difference is I've learned to control my anger, to stop the flow of such negative emotion. I am learning to live with your choice. Now it's time you did the same. And the next time you have a concern, please at least afford me the courtesy that 17 years have earned me by expressing yourself verbally and not with a few words typed into a phone. That's just insulting and, in every context, embarrassing. This is the real beginning of getting my life back, or at least salvaging what life you left me with and what remains.