Back on Track.

Saturday night,
I caught myself viscously bashing Michael the other night while I was drunk... I'm pretty sure I called him everything in the book and just kept going, and going. Which is kind of good and bad. People laugh about it... But, I guess what everyone doesn't know is how he treated me. I don't think I've ever heard/dealt with the relationship I had to fed up with. I was never so miserable, and ashamed... I rather not talk about him or anything leading up to him to be quite honest...

I figure, I could of avoided that whole thing if I hadn't of got mad at you... but I can't help but wonder if what your sister said many months ago about you is true...

"A notch on my bed post is how you shall exist."