You never changed. The same way we were in our teens is exactly how you remained. It’s like you haven’t developed to the next chapter. I evolved. I changed. I moved to the next chapter. I’m married, have a house and work hard.

 I always feel like I’m behind the eight ball, trying to keep up with you and all the others and I’m on my own…working my stupid job, going to school, in debt, it’s all on me and some days I feel buried alive. Some days I literally don’t want to open my eyes in the morning…I’m like a zombie. 

Do you realize that dog sent me to the hospital on two separate occasions? Nearly bit my finger off and the other time put a hole in my leg for life. That dog was a little monster. Whenever I’d come by the house, the dog would attack me like its life depended on it.  Always out for my blood.