I'm sorry. Please don't change your mind. Please come. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say the things I did. I know you hate it when I talk about him. I know that it bothers you. I just don't have anyone in my life right now to talk to and I thought it would be ok. I don't know why I was being so stupid. Please forgive me. Please come.
Please don't let our friendship go down the drain because I was stupid. I didn't mean to be. Don't I get any credit for being drunk? Drunk and heartbroken? Its not a good combination. I just wanted someone to talk to. I didn't think I would be risking our friendship. I didn't think that hard. I never do.
I asked J to go get you and bring you out here even if it means beating you over the head and driving your unconscious body out here.
I just don't know what the solutions to all my problems are anymore. And every time I start to figure one out, another one rears its ugly head. I'm trying to grow and get everything together. I'm trying so hard. You always seem to have everything figured out. When we were still together, you always got what you needed without ever really asking. I loved that, but now, because you always took care of it all, I don't know how. And it is frustrating. I want to be so perfect, I want to prove to the world that I can do it. And yet I feel like a failure in so many ways.
Please come. I promise I won't talk about him anymore. If not for me then do it for your son.
Love,
Me
