Dear T -
Really, really, really bad day. I talked to my mother on the phone and she hurt me so much. I tried to reach out to friends, but they were all busy. I need you, but I refuse to call you on the weekend unless it's a true crisis. I'll see you on Monday, so I think I can wait. I've spent most of the evening crying, though, and I don't think tomorrow is going to be any better.