The cold, hard, truth that movies, television and books leave us poorly equipped to deal with is the fact that as we get older, more often than not, we don’t get answers.
If you’re lucky, you may get a resolution, but that assumes enough communication at the time that the issue is dealt with, you thought of every question you wanted to ask, the other person is self aware enough to answer honestly and maturely, etc.
Or that you, or they, even are capable of articulating the whole situation.
Frankly, there are a host of things that end like this; relationships, friendships, jobs; humans are messy, screwed up critters.
One advantage to being a writer is you can always write your own resolution. It doesn’t solve anything, but somewhere in the back of your mind there’s always the ‘if I ever publish this, maybe they’ll read it and understand.’
It’s never going to happen, but convincing yourself it could is often better than playing it over and over in your head until you drive yourself insane.
Crafty Words 