a plea
I have tried all evening to ignore the hurt and depression that has been trying to envelope me. I cannot do it any longer. I really need you. I know that you are home because you have posted recently to your journal, but I do not want to call as it would probably wake up your Mom. So I am asking that you call me. Despite the upset between us, despite the argument and disagreement, I cannot go on without you. You have become as essential to me as breath itself. And without your reassurance and your comforting voice, I feel as though I am suffocating.