Listen Sal,
We’ve had some fantastic times together. I respect who you are and what you do. The programs you have to help those in need are what attracted me to you in the first place. I’m just not able to be committed to one charitable organization right now. Now that I’m writing professionally, I can’t afford to be in a relationship with any charity.
The truth is, I have a family that I never told you about. I’m married with two kids who need things like food, clothing, and shelter. Maybe that’s just an excuse. Maybe they’re just being selfish. I guess it doesn’t matter. There isn’t enough money to support you both, and the law says I have to choose them. Maybe we’ll get enough judges on the Supreme Court to change that law one day. Until then, I have no choice but to leave you.
Please know that I will always cherish the memories we have together. You made me feel like I was becoming a better person, validating it with a special note each time I donated or volunteered for your righteous army. I’ll never forget when we worked all those events together back in college. It felt like we were going to change the world together.
I know how much you cared about me. It’s evidenced by the constant flow of letters you send me—each one sounding a bit more desperate than the last. Day after day, I have been opening my mailbox to find yet another letter with your name all over it. The one that stung most was when you made it look like I had won a contest, but when opened, it was just another tragic attempt to win me back.
I hope that being open and honest with you will help us move on and live our best lives. I can’t handle another lousy breakup, as I had with the American Red Cross. They still call me every day, literally asking for my blood. I can’t have that with you, so I hope this will help bring you the closure I could never give them.
Just promise me that you will get back out and keep looking to meet new people. Continue helping those in need, be proud of what you do, and stop wasting time on me. You’re an incredible organization, and you deserve to be happy.
Just not with me.
