mood; moving; an actual PSA this time <3
The two friendships that initially lured me here kinda exploded, messily. And I'll be honest... I needed more support and more time out than I actually got. That's probably 99.9% my own fault, and I'm owning that. I let shit get to me, and the guilt from that explosion is still haunting me daily.
THAT'S what I'm fleeing from, not you. I want to see you in my remaining months. I want to stay in touch once I'm gone.
More to come.