Author's Note: Most idiotic story you will ever read. That is my only warning.
The fact of the matter is that there is no other way around it, it's impractical to continue things the way they're going now. Don't even bother try to make up excuses for yourself, I have a pretty good hunch you had planned this for me from the start. After all, you're always doing this, you know? Any time we get caught up in a bad situation, you seem to have taken a liking to blaming your incompetence on others.
I know this is the unedniable truth since I've seen you do this on more than one occasion. It's extremely frustrating how you manage to twist the situation around in ways that result in others scolding ME for being unable to alleviate the obstacle you're conjured up for me. As if it is somehow my fault that the framework won't progress further on its own.
To think that when this inevitably dysfunctional little relationship of ours sparked, I was determined to trudge through the abnormal difficulties it would inevitably entail with a positive attitude. I was stubborn enough to insist that you aren't as awful as the rest of the people in my profession described you to be. You were worse than all that. You've persuaded me into applying dreadful arrangements that have left me in the appalling circumstances I am in now.
Even to this day, I find myself admitting, rather reluctantly, that you were far more trouble than you were worth. The instant I crossed your path on that dreadful day I should've submitted to defeat right away. Of course, I couldn't have predicted this sort of outcome, but I can't help thinking I wouldn't be a few hours away from getting my hands severed if I had ignored your outrageous suggestions.
I am sorry to put a stop to this on such a painful conclusion, but I don't have any reason to believe that anything can be done to improve the rough patch that we're in. It will hurt to say goodbye, for the simple reason that deperating has never been an easy thing for anyone to do. I wish you best of luck on adjusting with a better relationship.
To my most commendable adversary, Writer's Block
