Dear T,

I'm so ****ing confused. If you're trying to make me feel crazy, you're doing a really good job of it. You feel so inconsistent these days. I don't know how to trust you anymore. But unfortunately, that doesn't stop me from bawling like a baby in front of you. I never used to cry in front of other people. Never. It feels like you opened some kind of Pandora's box of emotion in me and I can't ****ing close it.

LL