She’s allowed to have friends and spend time with them and drink with them. She’s never EVER done anything to make me believe she’s ever going to hurt me. She’s allowed to live without me being there with her.
Then why the fuck did I make her cry and feel like she did something wrong when I knew I FUCKING KNEW what I was doing and I just....couldn’t stop?? 
I just thought of losing her. 
I can’t lose her. So I stopped. But I almost ruined everything. 

I was doing really really well..