To all the men who sought my love, but especially to those who actually received it.

I can't take your feelings of guilt from you. They are valid.

I can only say that though I may not be completely content in my marriage, and even though I am not searching for a white knight to come and save me, I did not refuse your attention. To a couple of you, I gave my love more easily, but don't think that I didn't leave my walls intact.

The fact that I am married, have children and live far away from anybody and everybody, is one I do not plan to change. You are right to say that it is unfair of me to expect you to love me under those circumstances. But didn't I say that all along? Did I not warn you that loving me would be a waste of time?

To those of you I began to love, excuse me if I become cold or distant. I love being your friend, but I'm only trying to stop myself from falling even deeper, which would only leave both of us fucked over in the end.

To those of you, who still seek my love, please stop now. I may be willing to let you get so far, because I crave the attention you give. I will not let you have me, so go find a single woman to fuck with instead.

This may all sound cold and harsh, but believe me, I am weak and sad underneath. I'm going to go cry and starve myself from love now.