Thanks

I know I ask too much of you, but it was so great to spend time with you tonight. I hope you were able to finally eat something and get some sleep as well.

I can never fully explain my behavior and using something like depression as an excuse is not acceptable. I wish I could provide something more creative than endless apologies. I know dealing with me is no fun. Believe it or not, I do love you. One other thing, I didn’t mean to insult you with my blog posts, I’m a moron. I have the feeling that you probably won’t want to see me again. This is something that I do fully understand, but do please call me when you arrive.