My Response:

I don't know. I just don't know, can't YOU see that? Didn't YOU notice? I was starting to become unhappy, the rotting fruit on a tree that no one wants to look at or poke at or eat because they're so miserable all the time. You talk about abandonment, you talk about confusion. That was my life every day. I said "how dare he leave, go back home and leave me here." It happened all the time. It's not your fault, you have a right to be angry, every right in the world. I just can't do this. Not right now. I'm angry too; not at you, just at the circumstance.