venting....

The worst part about trying to find closure to this relationship that seems to haunt me daily is that he won't talk to me. He broke up with me and cut me off, leaving me with a lot of things I feel like I need to know and understand. We used to be best friends. We shared everything; failures, successes, secrets. And now there is just nothing. No knowing. It is a form of torture, I think. I feel like I have been punished enough. Not just by him, but all of them.