The End

100 days ended yesterday. I've had some ups and downs in the last week. I contacted you, overwhelmed once more with the need to apologise for anything and everything I did. I really think that's the last time I'm going to say sorry to you. You either accept my apology or you don't and it's not like you're going to tell me either way, so that's that.

I've made some friends. I had a pretty social day yesterday. I've painted most of my bedroom. I'm moving on.

I love you.

Goodbye.