I Have a Confession

Yesterday I wrote some things that I didn't quite think through. My mind was not straight. I really really want to work out what ever it is with my significant other. I want to make things brighter between us, like it had been before I caused this mess. I want to be able to sleep at night without wondering if he wants me to stop snuggling up next to him because he's so upset with my recent decisions. I borrowed trouble. I made decisions that lead to hurtful discussions. I don't want to cry every day. I can't handle always being stressed out and angry at myself. Things went downhill way too fast. He told me last night he was gradually trying to change his habits. I had noticed that. Then he said that the timing didn't make sense for the other person to have come around while he was trying to make the changes. I understand, it was bad timing. It's like someone surrendering to a mob and still getting stomped on. I have disrespected him. I have dug a hole so deep that I can't see the bottom. It's time to get a shovel and start filling in the hole, because I am not the type of person who leaves holes. I'm not the type of person who doesn't care. I don't want him to hate me. I am still the same person, only I've made some wrong decisions. And I've said some things I never thought I'd say. No one is perfect.