I’m sorry I don’t text you like I should.
I’m sorry I don’t call you like I should.
I’m sorry I don’t check in to see how you are.
I’m sorry this friendship can feel one-sided at times.
I’m sorry I’m so distant.
The truth is I’m struggling.
I’m struggling with life. I’m struggling with finances. I’m struggling with trying to please everyone and do everything.
The problem is I try to please everyone—everyone who doesn’t matter. My problem is I’ve gotten so content with our friendship that I know you’ll reach out, but there’s going to come a day when you stop.
I know you and you know me—we’re best friends.
You know I’ve got a lot on my plate: kids, work, daycare, taking care of the house, and taking care of others, without taking care of myself.
And taking care of myself means I should be taking care of the friendship I cherish. Losing you would hurt me.
I’ve lost so much in my life, and I’m afraid of losing the friendship we have.
We’re family. And family has to check on family and keep in touch—something I’ve been failing to do.
Life is busy. It’s not an excuse, but you understand. And I finally understand that you’ve been the one making sure other people are OK, but no one is checking on you, and that’s changing starting today.
Best friend, I’ve neglected you while trying to please others. I’ve neglected the one person who’s never neglected me.
You’ve always stayed constant. You’ve always been there. You’ve been my rock through the good times and the bad.
Forgive me for not being myself.