I’m sorry for messing up so bad. That I couldn’t be honest. That everything I said seemed to come out wrong. I still only want what’s best for you. And I know that isn’t me. I just don’t want to have to stop being friends or being close. I hope therapy helps unfuck my head so I can talk to you normally again.
I just want you to be happy. But I understand that I might be causing you to be unhappy, so maybe I’ll just have to stay away and fade into nonexistence between us.
Deep down I’ll always love you and you’ll always be someone I care about. I’m sorry for putting you through everything.