In case you think you need closure, consider this instead: What you think might be closure is just another pretty ideal in your head. Remember when you thought that things would improve? Well, that’s another ideal, and I’m sorry, dear. You lose.
I understand the case for closure. You might think it would bring clarity to the relationship’s demise. But remember that nothing in this relationship was ever clear, for he wore a convincing disguise. He cloaked himself in secrecy, locked you in the closet, and filled you with resentment and fear.
Still, I understand the case for closure. After all, it seems every great story has a beginning and an end. But just be honest with yourself. This was not a great story. It was infatuation, abuse, and definitely not a happily ever end.
For years, he entranced you, and you let him string you along. But finally, you snapped the thread that held you captive. And in leaving, you proved that sometimes giving up is strong.
I know it’s difficult, but this is just a book you have to close. So shove it in a bookcase, and promise yourself it’s a story you’ll never again compose.
Some stories don’t have happy endings. Some stories just conclude. So take your suitcase from his place, and close the door behind you.