Dear L,

Today I feel like I am just a horrible person, and I cannot stop beating myself up in my head. I never should have called you last week. It was not my intention to come back and talk about where we ended up last week; not what had I intended at all. And the only way I can see for it not to have happened, is for me not to have called you at all. It is my fault entirely, I accept that, and I need to just ****ing LET.YOU.GO.

I'm sorry.
Me