I'm afraid of you not coming home and disappearing - again.

I didn't think you'd do such a thing but you did and it's like I don't know you anymore. I don't know how to reach out to you. I don't know what to do or say. I don't hate you for what you did; I'm just disappointed. I guess you had your reasons for not coming forth and I could come up with a possible few but what you did wasn't the way out. It was wrong and stupid, and now you've dug yourself a deeper hole.

You're not hopeless; you're just awfully misguided.