Ya know, once it's been years since things between us have happened, you really don't need to be saying my name or speaking about how I was in the past. I know I was an asshole, and I know sorry won't fix it. You weren't a saint either. In fact, part of my behavior can be attributed to your decision to tell me you didn't feel the same anymore yet still kept me around for whatever reason you wanted. I'm not excusing my actions, but I'm telling the version that doesn't make you look like a saint. You constantly pushed me away and rejected me WHILE WE WERE IN THE RELATIONSHIP. So I acted out. I was battling depression and severe anxiety, probably a few other things as well, so that didn't make it any easier for me to process what was going on. I made my mistakes, but I admitted what I did was wrong. I went through hell for the next few years because I felt horrible about what I did. I still feel horrible about it, but I have changed who I am and the way I approach relationships and act in them. I am not the same person I was back then, even though you talk like I still am. "Maybe I'm no better than Kathryn." No. You are no better than who I WAS. Not who I AM. You are making your mistakes like I made mine. However, I understand that it's got a lot to do with the mental illnesses that you struggle with, unlike you, who took no time to see what may have been causing my behavior and simply chalking it up to me just being a huge douche. Which I was, no lie, but that wasn't the whole story; that was the little chunk you like to tell. So here, for all to see, yes. I was a huge asshole in my relationship with you, but you weren't much better, and you still have yet to admit what you did. You can stop speaking of me like I am still that same person. It's been six years, move the fuck past it, and leave my name out of your mouth. It doesn't belong there anymore.