Babe, what's going
on?
You rarely smile anymore.
You're becoming extremely quiet.
You're easily frustrated.
You're acting like you did before.
You've stopped taking your medication again, haven't
you?
I know you hate taking it but it helps you.
You say you're fine without but you're not.
The signs are becoming obvious.
You're the only one that can't see them.
I love you more than anything.
I miss your smile.
I miss your laugh.
I'm scared you're going to hurt yourself again.
I just hope you would talk to me about what's wrong.
I can't help but feel it's my fault and I'm
sorry.
You know I'm always here for you.
I love you.
