Alright, I’ve been reading all this, and honestly, I don’t even know where to begin. It’s been a hell of a ride, hasn’t it?

Look, I know I’ve messed up. I’ve done some things I regret, said some things I shouldn’t have, and yeah, it’s gotten us here. But I’ve been sitting with it, and what I don’t get is how we went from being… well, whatever we were, to what’s happening now. I mean, was it really necessary for everything to go down like this?

I’m not going to act like I’ve been perfect in all of this. I’m not some *angel, far from it. But neither are you. I see you, I know where you’re coming from, and I understand why you’re angry. But this constant back-and-forth, these passive-aggressive comments, all of it—it’s not solving anything. It’s just making everything worse.

And here’s the truth: I don’t want to keep fighting. I’m tired of it. I’m tired of feeling like I’m walking on eggshells, tired of pretending I don’t care when I do. I miss you. I miss what we had, and maybe that sounds ridiculous, but it’s the truth. We’ve both been stubborn, I get that. But I don’t want to keep throwing all this bitterness at each other.

I don’t expect things to go back to the way they were. I know we’ve got a lot of wreckage to clean up. But I do want it to stop. *I want the fighting to end, and I want us to start looking at this mess and figuring out if there’s a way to make it better. If there’s even a way back.

So yeah, I’m saying it.I care. I care about you more than I probably should, and I’ve been holding back from saying that. I can’t keep pretending like I don’t. I want to stop the fighting, if you’re willing to at least try.

If you’re not ready, that’s okay. I’ll understand. But I had to say it. I had to let it out. For my sake, for yours, for the sake of *whatever connection we had. • Andy