Last week I wrote you a 5 page letter, explaining everything I feel about you. It's in the back of my purse right now.

Today I wrote an email to you. Begging that you would tell me everything that you felt for me and if you felt anything.

I sent it to so many people asking was it okay, was it too much, was it too little?

But the only person who's opinion I didn;t look at was my own. I'm terrified ofg my own opinion and all I seem to do lately is make mistakes.

"With every mistake we make, we learn more and more!" I just seem to make more and more mistakes. They multiply with everyone I make.