Dear T...
So this is the area of the proverbial rock bottom. Smells like the apocalypse if that was a thing. I'm trying to impress you even here. This is my game, trying to prove myself.
Anyway. I need some support. You are my freaking T. I need support. I'm losing it. Really. So I'll see you next week and after that in three weeks. So many things can happen in three weeks. Like, in my case, i will be losing everything that gave me stability. And, added to that, you won't be available either.
I'm tired and now I REALLY need help.