Sometimes I wonder whether your life would be better without me in it. You keep saying it wouldn't, but the things I do, and your reactions, just really make me think. I wasn't raised to be attuned to people emotionally. For me, the best part of having friends was/is having people actually tell me, no matter how infrequent, that I matter in their lives. And I'm sorry for how I repay you. I'm sorry I can't always be there for you. I'm sorry my own troubles render me incapable of helping others. I'm sorry for what I feel like doing right now.
I'm sorry.
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