In case you were wondering David Wolfe, regardless of what I write – for I am not finished – what has happened in the past is in the past. I find you disgusting and revolting. It pains me every day that I do not get to be free of you.
I cannot believe how you used me and my pupils yesterday, I am so disgusted at how you have exposed me when it was not your right to do so.
Quite honestly, I would rather die than ever see you again. I would also rather die than to continue living in this way.
I am so angry.
I have no idea why God ever let me meet you in the first place. So angry.
I am tired of being used by you.
For you and James have been allowed to love, have family, have friends, and you have let me emotionally starve and wither away.
I will never look your way again. My pants will be replaced when possible.