For who it may concern:

I just want to apologize for the last year of my life. I'm sorry for the person I let myself become, and I'm even sorrier for the fact that I can only contribute that to a person. A person that, from this point forward, will no longer be a part of my life.

I'm sorry for pushing you away, Haley. I'm sorry that I let her control me and twist my emotions until I hated you. I'm sorry Alexa, for turning you down so many times to hang out that you eventually stopped wanting to hang out with me. I'm sorry Jesi, for never talking to you because of her. And I'm sorry, Ruth, for so many times of ignoring your texts because I was on the phone with her.

And especially, to me. I'm sorry that I let myself give up my morals, even if it was only for a week. I'm sorry that I didn't let myself enjoy my senior year because I was too busy making sure I was a good person for her. I'm sorry I missed out on so much because I'd always stay home for her. I'm sorry that I gave up half of my summer. I'm sorry that I gave up writing and photography because she told me I was bad at it. I'm sorry that I let myself get hurt, and even sorrier that I let her, of all people, hurt me.

I'm sorry. But it won't happen again. I swear.