Dear Sarah,

Please forgive me for the way I acted last night. I don’t know what came over me. I can think of a zillion reasons why I might have been such an asshole, but I don’t think they’re worth listing. None explain it fully, and no amount of explanation could justify my behavior.

I promise to work harder at dealing with things, despite my nicotine cravings (still!) and whatever curveballs life throws me. I said a lot of things I didn’t mean — and please believe me when I say that I didn’t mean them. I was not myself. I was reacting to all of life’s stresses at once and got carried away. I just needed to be by myself last night because I was taking things out on you that weren’t your fault. You deserve better, and I’ll give do better for you. Please give me a chance to do that.

I need you and I love you more than anything.

Please forgive me.

Love,
Michael