​Dear Readers,
As all of you should undeniably know—primarily because you are also incapable of driving 0.4 miles down the exact same road that you already live on in order to find the gas station without a woman’s voice telling you to do so—in the year 2016, our cellphones are, in reality, the center of our entire lives. They keep our appointments. They allow us to communicate with the outside world. They tell us how to get to the nearest Long John Silvers. Without cellphones, we would travel through this world alone. Without cellphones no one else on this Earth would know we exist.

Editor's Note: When I read the words below, they were in an email that my girlfriend--the author of this post--had sent me. Without even discussing what she had written with her, I could tell that she wanted to write this in order to unburden herself. What she did say was incredibly honest, genuine, and raw. I hope you find it as riveting as I did.

Dear June,
 
We need to talk.....
 
Don't make that face. I can already tell you're starting to tense up and get nervous. That is just going to make this harder.
 
June, I think we should take a break.
 
You might be feeling a lot of confusion at this moment, wondering why I would want to be away from you when all you've done is provide a transition.