I know you’ll never respond to these, let alone even READ these. I was such an ass to you and I projected all of my insecurities on to you. I never deserved you, and you never deserved what happened to you. I can’t believe this is happening, I would give anything to take it all back , just so that I could be at your hospital bedside, rubbing your hands and telling you you’d be ok. I hate not knowing about your progress. It’s the ultimate punishment of how I treated you. I still love you and I know nothing of your catastrophe. I can only hope you get better soon and pick up right where you left off, you deserve it. I’d like to call you Woolybear but I don’t think I have a right to.