Please reply to my text tomorrow.

I'm working my hardest. I've tried to fix this. I don't understand why you don't understand me. Why give up on me now? This is the real stuff. My issues, they are right here, they are visible, so we can work with them head on. Don't you think? They brought so much pain and now you're thinking of leaving me with the pain? I don't get it. Why should I trust that if, by some miracle, I find another great person, that they will stick with me when things get tough?

Also what exactly was the deal with the ending today? First I asked you a question and I thought your blunt reply was my imagination. Then you rushed out the door while I was trying to write down my different appointment time and day for next week so I didn't forget. I thought I'd misheard you so I tried to confirm the day with you and you replied bluntly. You called out goodbye, and then you were gone. I left your cheque on your coffee table, by the way. I hope you got it. Will you write a receipt for me next week please?

Once again, I'll just hold on here while fearing the end. You're the only person I've ever felt attached to! This isn't easy for me. This is a nightmare. So please, please get back to me tomorrow. I know you feel like you can't do anything right, but I just need you to be a bit gentle. That's all. Please just be gentle while I find my feet again.