Just a few more things to add to the pile of regret, if I may.
I’m not a PDA type of person. Mostly because I haven’t been with an individual who is that type himself.
If I could go back, I’d hold your hand and kiss you in front of your parents, and I wouldn’t care what anyone says or does. Part of it is I felt like I was lying to them about who I was. I wish I could have sat down with them, explained my life, and they would have been okay with it all.
If I could go back, we’d outdo T and C with PDA and make them want to vomit instead of the other way around.
A million ‘I’m sorry’s’ could not begin to make up for any of it.
I don’t know what to do. You always fought for me. I have no energy or will to fight for myself.