Monday 2nd October
I don't know why I'm doing this to be honest, but let's hope that therapist knows what she's talking about when she says writing a diary will help. I know you'd be teasing the hell out of me; crouched on my bed, pouring my heart out to a tiny little journal but you never know where life could take you. You know that best, don't you?
It's taken me a good few months to even have the courage to think about you and even though I'm yearning to see your face and have your head in my arms, I just can't.
I'm scared.
I'm scared that one look at you will bring me back down to the ground that I've tried so hard to get up from. And I know I'm being selfish to think about myself when you've endured so much more but that's who I am. The bad person who brought you into this state and the bad person who is too afraid of the consequences.
I doubt you can read my handwriting right now from the shaking in my hand, but if you can or one day will, I just want you to know that I didn't want any of this to happen. I know that I have lost the right to ask for forgiveness and I don't deserve to justify my actions so I'm not going to.
Every single day, I wake up wishing to go back in time to change what I'd done and no matter how much I drill into my head that I can't change the past, I can't help hoping that I could.
So Rae, whether or not you ever read this, I just want you to know that I love you and always will.
♥ 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! ♥
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