To my friend: I’m sorry. I’m sorry I lied to you. I hope it comforts you to know I felt your hate and hated myself more. I deserved it, your hate and every ounce of pain and I hope you laughed last summer when my cruelty came back around. I hope you laughed last spring when you dealt the final blow and I walked right into your death trap because I deserved it, every bit of it. I’m sorry for blaming you for ruining me when I ruined myself. Never again will I tell such a terrible lie; never again will I speak words I do not mean. I’m sorry, and I wish you all the happiness in the world. Please forgive me.
I'm sorry it took me five years to be sorry. You were right: I really was dead inside.