My last email to the narc - GOD that felt good. Read and enjoy!

You are an arrogant prick. The part you don't seem to realize (though
everyone else does) is that you don't have anywhere close to the goods
required to back up your attitude. You are miserably mediocre. You know
this, which is why you fabricated an entire history. You must feel such
humiliation. If there is any outstanding trait about you it is only your
ability to latch on to normal and healthy people as if they were host
organisms and then use their energy to temporarily morph into something
resembling almost a normal human. But even that doesn't last very long, and
there are people who are much better at it than are you. You will always
be just a sad, empty box. Yes, you hurt me - but you will suffer more on
your own than I ever will or could. You have to live with yourself. It
only makes sense that you will run away and hide like the coward and liar
you are instead of behaving like something resembling a decent human being
and do the moral thing to right your wrongs.

Congratulations, - you have cured me of my blind willingness to help
anyone in need. I honestly don't give a shit what happens to you - I am
only thankful that I saw you for what you really were long before anyone
else ever has. I knew almost instantly, but my own belief in the
fundamental goodness of people got in the way. You're not even a good
actor...you couldn't hold it together with your "soulmate" for even two
weeks. You've got crazy seeping out of your pores.

The truth of the matter is that everything about you was, is, and will
always be completely and totally unremarkable. The dating in Hollywood
thing still makes me laugh out loud. Oh, and what was the other part? You
were driving a Ferrari around Southern California while training with Carl
Lewis? That's not even creative. It's just sad.

I will leave you with a small taste of reality: you're an underachieving,
unimpressive, balding, porn-addicted 43-year-old who has problems getting it
up or holding a job, and who would rather kill a child HE SAID HE WANTED TO
CREATE than face his parents. All the Burberry ties and bags in the world
can't cover up the basic fact that you are a total pussy and loser. You are
getting older and less impressive every day, and your desperation is
palpable. I can't believe I was ever remotely attracted to you - no one
can.

I realize, of course, that you will find this impossible to believe, but you
will never hear from me again. I will never block you because I won't need
to. You have made yourself totally insignificant to me. You have done
exactly what I hoped you would do. You have made this so very easy.

Every time you get some twisted satisfaction by having inflicted suffering
and "winning" whatever the battle is you think you're in with me, remember
that you and I know exactly how sick, dark, and twisted you really are. As
I said in the car the the other night - I see you. I see right through you,
because there is nothing there. It's only a matter of time before you have
to face it.