a letter left on the kitchen counter

Dodge

This isn’t easy for me to write, you know better than most I’ve always been better at talking than getting stuff down on paper but considering how things went this morning, I don’t think talking to you face-to-face is going to achieve anything so here I am, taking the easy option.

I doubt you realise just how much what you said this morning hurt, the way you were talking to me as much as the words, but it made me realise that the doubts I’ve been having weren’t as unfounded as I wanted them to be. I wanted you to understand what I’m going through, to talk to you about my worries but instead you made it about you, how what I was talking about doing was bad for you - you might have said the crew but that’s what it came down to Dodge. You. So I have to go, get away from that attitude and find somewhere to clear my head, to think.

I’m not hiding from you, hell there’s only a couple of places in this town I could go to and even if I went somewhere different I know you could find me, that is if you actually want to. I don’t know where your head is at right now but I’m asking you to give me time, space. I don’t know what’s gonna happen but I hope you can respect my decision whatever it is.

For better or worse, you’re always gonna be family - you’re my brother and I love you. I’m just not sure if I like you anymore and I know that probably hurts you to hear as much as it did when I realised it. I just figured that with everything we’ve been through, you deserved to know the truth.

Take care of yourself Dodge.

Jason.