I’m sorry I don’t have the money to pay for my own shit… and you feel like you have to pay for me if you want something. I didn’t ask for shit from you this time.
I’m sorry that I worry for you and seem like I think you’re not capable…. I’ve heard so many lamentations when things fail and I’m scared for you. I love you and I did what was asked, even if I feel like shit for it now.
I’m sorry I’m so angry and tired and snappy… I feel pulled in so many directions and I feel like I’m failing at them all.
I’m sorry I can’t spend a single full day without snapping and snarling about this or that… I want to be happier and someone I’d like to spend time with, but that’s not going to happen I guess.
I’m sorry I doubted you and your love for me, but thank you for setting me straight. I had to drown to see that I was alive. Maybe I need to sink again so I can fly.
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