I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.
“Baby, you made a promise to me okay? You said for better or worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise. Now, this is my worst. Okay? This is my worst. But I’m gonna get better. You just got to give me a chance to get better. I’m so sorry. I love you so much.”