The concerts sucked after me and Josh had that argument. We've been on tour break for a couple of weeks and haven't talked since. I thought long and hard about what I said to him and I realised that I was too harsh and that I need to apologise but I don't know if Josh is willing to listen anymore. I messed up. Big time.
I told him to be happy for me but I didn't realise that him yelling at me was a massive cry for help. He has crazy anxiety so that's probably why he doesn't talk at shows and I just blamed it on him for being selfish. I'm selfish. I'm the one who is in the wrong.
I decided to send him a text.
Tyler: Hey, you up? We need to talk.
Josh: Leave me alone.
Tyler: I'm sorry for what I said.
Josh: Leave me alone like I told you to.
Tyler: Hey
Tyler: Josh
Tyler: I
Tyler: Am
Tyler: So
Tyler: Sorry
Josh: GO AWAY! It's not funny. What you said really messed me up in the head. I don't wanna talk to you because every time you say something lies appear. You don't love me or want to be my friend you just need me to keep the band alive so you can make a living. Find a new drummer. I'm done.
Tyler: Josh, please forgive me.
My mum came into the room and asked me what was wrong. She had for sure noticed the tear stains on my cheeks.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
She cradled me like I was a baby. Last time she did that was when I fell over at the fair ground.
"I'm fine. Me and Josh just had a little argument some time ago and he doesn't wanna forgive me. I've tried my best to say sorry, mum."
"What happened, sweetie?"
"Don't worry, mum I'll try and call him."
"Okay. I'll be here if you need anything!"
