Not Being There When You Needed Me

I've been replaying things in my head, and I keep coming back to how I shut down when you needed me to show up. You were reaching out, and instead of meeting you there, I went quiet. That wasn't fair to you, and I know it hurt.

The truth is I was struggling to find the words, so I found nothing instead. That's on me. You deserved better than my silence—you deserved a friend who could sit with you even when it felt messy or hard to articulate.

I'm sorry. I'm going to do better at pushing through that feeling of not knowing what to say, because staying silent isn't protecting anyone—it's just leaving you alone. You matter too much for that.