Dear T, you're welcome for not emailing you tonight while I've had too much wine. I screamed and cried in the car all the way home from work I am feeling SO much tonight. The stuff I did email you about last Sunday. Please make me talk about it this Sunday. OMG I don't know what to do with all of these feelings. I need you to help me through this. I was so wrong, and you were so right. Please help me.