You told me that you hated me and you wanted me to go away forever. I get that I fucked up, I really do. But you’re tearing out family apart. Not me, you. So, you can keep not talking to me. You can keep hating me. It sucks, but fine. I’m honestly not trying to guilt trip you or be an attention whore, I just want you to know that this is really, really hard for me. It’s taking away everything worth living for. So, maybe I will go away forever. I know it’s selfish, but I can’t do this.