Dear... Amber
I really am trying.
Yeah, it doesn't look like it, and I have to change some things, but I'm trying either way.
I have 24 days of being clean right now, which means a lot to me. I don't know if you remember how much it sucks in the beginning, considering that you have 17 years, but it's torture. It may be a different experience though, you needed alcohol, I needed pills.
At first, you were one of the greatest things to happen to me. Now, I feel the need to walk on eggshells just so we don't have to sit on your bed with me crying and you telling me to get my shit together.
It's not that I think you're a bad person, it's just that we have different ways of dealing with things. We're from the south, so tough love is pretty common, I just can't handle being yelled at right now.
It hurts, but I can't truly explain. But I swear I'm trying.