I regret being a stupid ignorant a****** all those years ago. I was not in a great place mentally. The age. Lack of direction. All that.

I also know it didn’t make you feel good. Regardless of how tough you think you are (or actually are, I know), I know it hurt you. I can still see you in my head and it hurts me. I know things changed, things fade, become less of a priority, you ended up alright, in another there place, but then… and I’m not proud of being a jerk, but by head wasn’t in the right place.