me, last night, delirious, sending a text message: "hey mom, love you, miss you, hope you're doing well."
[the following morning, opening my phone]
mom: "things are good here! really nice. would love to see you again some day, if you are ever up for it."
me: [snapping my phone shut and throwing it across the room]
i am 31 or 32 and i will never be able to fix whatever that is