I’m tired of you only texting me whenever you need me. Or it’s convenient for you. It really sucks because sometimes I wish you’d call me or text me to see how I’m doing, like I do. I’ll hint at it sometimes but I think you try to avoid it, so I’ve stopped trying to. I understand it’s probably hard to think of me this way, because I have to deal with it every day and I know how difficult it is. But I thought you’d always be here for me, and you’re just kind of caught up in your own life. I’ll just keep dealing with it myself - this is for me to find peace with what it really is.