It's Pretty Much A Done Deal

There's no telling what she's doing or if she's telling the truth.  I have a pretty good idea from what she's said in the past.  I have figured out there's nothing I can do or say so I won't.  I pretty much regret sending those damn strawberries.  That silly moment of weakness certainly won't do a damn thing at all to change things at this point.  I'm pretty sure nothing will - including not talking to her at all.  I'm fairly certain by noon or so tomorrow I will be cutting off my phone for the rest of the day, or most of it.  I will check it at some point to see if she has indeed texted and/or called, and if so, what she said.  I regret the mixed message it sends.  I don't want her to think that I care at all at this point.  In fact, I'm pretty much to the point of not caring.  I realize the events over the past 6 months have been traumatic.  They have been for both of us.  The path she has chosen over the past few years has been the wrong one - but nothing appears to be able to change that now.  So I won't try.