"I feel that if I hadn't texted you first, you probably wouldn't have talked to me."
Excuses, then no excuses. Apologies, crying, talking. Confusion, having to say what I truly felt, bitterness, let it go.
I feel better today. I do. A weight has surely been lifted off my shoulders. But, I still don't understand what I am supposed to do. I guess I have done all I can to help.
The ball's in your court. If you need help, you can ask, but you have to ACT on what you know.
I love you, mister, but you need to start getting better. If not for yourself, for your friends. They miss you being happy.