The thing I was afraid of happening again, happened. The blog entry never did have a part two, but alas the situation did.
I know you're angry with me, and I'm sorry. I really am. I know it seems so simple; the things that I should and shouldn't do to avoid yet another of those nights, easily avoidable? But it's not. It's not. I'm sorry, I didn't want it to happen again, either... But I don't have an excuse and I won't insult you by trying to come up with one. I WILL make it up to you, but right now I just need to know you won't walk away from me. I know you don't need this and I'm hard work... God, guilt. Ooft.