I’m sorry that I don’t know how to help you. I know I am helping little by little, but I wish that there was some way for me to do something more for you. This is unknown territory for me. I’ve felt the way you feel before, but it’s entirely different. I get more and more scared with each minute that passes every time I don’t know exactly where you are, what you’re doing, and how you’re feeling. These few days are going to be like a mental vacation for me. I know you’re fine, I know you’re in the presence of someone that loves you as much as I do, and won’t let you do anything stupid, or feel down, even for one second. I almost feel as if I need to get someone to babysit you, and I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry for everything. I just know that if something happens to you, I won’t know what to do with myself. When you go down, I won’t be far behind. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. I love and miss you.