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Part II
I've got some self-hatred too, you know. You aren't the only one. I'm certainly happy to hear that the bracelet isn't a chew toy. What I don't understand... is how much you hate drama, but what are you doing now? Things don't have to be made this important, this pivotal, and this final: what's going to happen? You aren't sinking. I won't let you. You seem almost like you're pushing me away because you WANT to sink. You WANT to be miserable. You have to want help before you can get better. Why do you hate me because I know so much about you? Do you want to be left in obscurity? There's never real friendship in deceit. I've tried to suggest things to do! We can just keep trying. And I don't completely shut up around other people - and I'm not arguing for it because I've argued it before. I would rather get the damn theoretical cancer than have to end things like this. I'm not "saving myself". I'm trying to save both of us.
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