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But looking back now, I regret that reaction. I wish I had responded with more understanding, even if I didn’t fully get it. The truth is I hate that things ended the way they did.
I keep thinking back randomly about the times we would play with Lena, and I would remember you. I wish you had felt like you could reach out, like you didn’t have to carry everything on your own.
Wherever you are, I hope you’ve found some kind of peace.