I can’t think anything but ugly thoughts of you right now. You did this awful thing, cut me off from the girls, without warning and by email. Do you know how cowardly that is? Probably. So I’ll leave it there.
This is the shitty party about being humans and loving humans–we do shitty things. That doesn’t change all the good parts of us. Just really hurts…
Trying to see through the red and understand. But… Well, this may be how you always show up. I hope not.
All my love.