I broke up with a girl once that made me scared for my wellbeing and she hates me now too.
You were honestly the best friend I ever had. Even acknowledging this I still hated you with all of my being, but maybe a year or so ago I began to realize that I was blaming you, a scapegoat, for all of my grievances, insecurities, and missteps of that time (typical psychological bullshit I guess). I know I abused you and I know I didn't have any right to be angry. Sorry doesn't do much at this point, but it's important that you know I am sorry. If you ask Michaela, she knows roughly how badly this has eaten at me and for how long. You made me a better person, and though that hasn't gotten me anywhere as of late, I know I should keep my chin up as long as my bunny still loves me.
I legitimately hope you are living a happy and fantastic life. Maybe we can talk about it sometime.
Love always,
Jesse














