Saying goodbye

I think I'm finally done wih Allen's family, except for his sister. I do believe it. I believe that there's very few of them, only their kids, who give a shit. They've made it clear. Screw 'em. Who knew it would be like this all those years ago when saw that cute boy in the store window? I never thought I'd even meet him, nevermind be asked out by him, eventually marry him, have his kids, have him leave me for my 'best friend', divorce me many years later, marry her, and die two years later. And then be banned from his services and never have closure. Done. And who knew that two  years after his death, the pain would keep resurfacing? And the assholes be assholes still? Done! I'm done! I wish they'd stop pretending they miss me and be all over me when they see me. Thank God it's rarely once a year now.