So where do I start, with the anger, the hurt, the fear? Why don't I begin with the letter of amends I sent to your friend--whom I passively threatened. How do you think that felt, having to apologize for my inappropriate reaction to having my heart crushed. You lost respect for me, you turned your back on me, and you rejected the love I tried to give you. I hurt, but I need to see you as something other than an attacker. I need to see you as sick and not vindictive. I need to see you as a woman who hurt as she was hurt, and I need to see myself as something more than victim, something more than a little boy who doesn't deserve to be loved. I guess I should start with that, I deserve to be loved.
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