My boyfriend left for rehab early this morning. I fell asleep and missed his very last texts before they took his phone for a week. I am sobbing from guilt. He’s scared, sad and alone and I didn’t get to say I love you back that last time to comfort him. Before he left I was the last one to kiss and hug him. He knows that I love him, there’s no question. But I needed to say it again. I could say it a thousand times and it wouldn’t be enough.
These next 6 weeks are going to hurt so much. I miss his smile and laugh so much already… my heart hurts. I just want what’s best for him. I can’t believe how important he has become to me.
I want to scream at the top of my lungs and collapse right now. I miss you, babe. I miss you and I love you. I wish I hadnt missed your last text. I feel so f****** sick over it. Please be strong. I don’t know how I’m going to manage 6 weeks without you but if you can complete this program, I will do anything for you.
What I wanted to say was please don’t forget to eat, your acid reflux will improve without alcohol and cigarettes. The staff there are trained to deal with outbursts and many were addicts of some sort before taking on this line of work. Be yourself. You are incredible and you have completely stolen my heart. I love you and all I want is for you to be happy, healthy and safe.
Make this count so that we never have to be apart like this again. I’ll be here because I love you.
