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Dear N,
I very much wanted to let you know that I’m doing well.
Today, I had another productive session talking about my social anxiety disorder and have been feverishly taking notes from the treatment, trying my best to understand the symptoms and course of action.
Please know that my condition was never your fault and that you were never responsible for my feelings. I couldn’t see what was happening clearly but now I’m starting to. I’m sorry you and so many others were hurt by this.
I can get better and I will get better. I will make amends. I understand that this was too much for you to handle, and that you will need your time and space away from it all. I used you as a crutch and that was unfair and wrong of me.
When and if you wish to speak with me again, I believe you will find me in a much healthier mindset.
And yes, I still love you. Even through my confusion, that was the one thing I was always sure of. You let me go because you thought that would be best for me, and because you couldn’t handle what was happening. I understand this. But I am seeking help, and I will get better soon. I’m fighting this illness with all my might. I want to find my way back to you, if you can still see the real me.
I miss you dearly, so keeping away is the hardest thing, but I was hurting you and you need time to heal as well.
Please forgive me.
I very much wanted to let you know that I’m doing well.
Today, I had another productive session talking about my social anxiety disorder and have been feverishly taking notes from the treatment, trying my best to understand the symptoms and course of action.
Please know that my condition was never your fault and that you were never responsible for my feelings. I couldn’t see what was happening clearly but now I’m starting to. I’m sorry you and so many others were hurt by this.
I can get better and I will get better. I will make amends. I understand that this was too much for you to handle, and that you will need your time and space away from it all. I used you as a crutch and that was unfair and wrong of me.
When and if you wish to speak with me again, I believe you will find me in a much healthier mindset.
And yes, I still love you. Even through my confusion, that was the one thing I was always sure of. You let me go because you thought that would be best for me, and because you couldn’t handle what was happening. I understand this. But I am seeking help, and I will get better soon. I’m fighting this illness with all my might. I want to find my way back to you, if you can still see the real me.
I miss you dearly, so keeping away is the hardest thing, but I was hurting you and you need time to heal as well.
Please forgive me.