I stopped speaking to you YEARS ago, when it became apparent that you could not have a normal conversation. I stay away from crazy. I avoid drama. Most of all, I've forgotten you. Having said that, I didn't recognize the number in the group MMS as yours. In fact, didn't recognize it at all and I expected it to be a friend of my father or brother. Upon realization of who you were, and although awkward, I made as fast and as graceful an exit that I could. I extend my sympathies on your BIL's untimely demise. But those text messages? After seven years? Really?