Dear E,

When you destroyed my world 6 months ago I was determined to show that it had not affected me and that I could pick my life up and put the pieces back together. But I can't. You win. It's fine for you; you just cut all ties and left me with nothing but You're sick and twisted games have left me broken.

You took me away from the person who meant everything to me. You played your games and tricked me into leaving the girl of my dreams. And for what? A bit of fun, or revenge for her not liking you. But your games didn't stop me loving her and I still do but because of you I can't have her anymore. What made me happiest in life is gone forever.

University is supposed to be the best 3 years of one's life and you've stolen 2 of those from me. I never made friends, I didn't go out, I didn't join clubs, I didn't did a house with friends because you trapped me in your world of disgusting lies and now that it's over, it's too late.

All my school friends don't want anything to do with me and frankly I don't blame them. You made me cut them out of my life so you could have me all to yourself.

And to top it all off, I'm unemployable. You forced me to turn down work which would have been vital experience for me. This industry isn't easy to get into and I had a foot in the door but now it's slammed shut. People who where offering me work now don't because you made me turn down so much and jobs that I apply for don't want me because I'm not experienced. I've missed out on so many good opportunities because of you. Now I'm just another example of someone who tries and fails to make it in the industry.

Dave's funeral, Dad's wedding, Animal Farm, Dartmouth, Sun Run, the prom, the list goes on. You even tried to break apart my family and stop me having the operation i had waited 8 years for.

So you had your fun and games and now it's over, you left me with nothing but this diamond bracelet. I thought I could put my life back together and move on but I can't. I've always been a forgiving person but I will never be able to forgive for for what you did to me. You robbed me of the best years of my life, my girlfriend, my friends and my future. I try to be a good person in this world but if I saw you in need of help in the street, I don't know whether I could be the good Samaritan; and that worries me. Would I leave you to die? Quite probably.

So what next? Where to? You've taken all I've had to give and more. It's fine for you. You're off to uni. A fresh start and all that but I just don't know what to do or where to go...