Dear T,
I am afraid to tell you the absolute truth on how i handle my week because I am afraid you'll get rid of me. YOu bring up the 2 week inpatient thing, and I don't want to do that/feel like i need to do that. But if i tell you that I am still cutting (shallow), or that I just am drinking the bourbon straight from the bottle because who cares about the glass, that you will say you can't help me right now. I really, REALLY like you, and don't want to lose you.