Dear T,

I'm dreading this week because I'm scared I'll cry. An important birthday is coming up for me and it's yet another year come and gone where I find myself single, disliking my job, lonely, and scared. If I do cry I need you to not sit there and stare at me. If you have any warmth in your heart this would be the time to show it. I know you care but I can't figure out why it's difficult for you to show me.