You called me today right before work, and I feel like you had a reason for calling that you never brought up. It was so weird that you called, because you never call me anymore. The last time we talked on the phone, you were crying so hard you couldn't speak - because of me.
You got drunk a few nights ago and acted like it wasn't a big deal at all. But it is a big deal, because you've only been sober for a year, and for four or five years, you struggled with a coke addiction. So, it is a very big deal. You're eighteen and have been sad, and only sober for a year, and you're drinking.
I'm afraid for you. I think if we were still together, this wouldn't be happening. I'm sorry.
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