D,
I miss you. We were friends, and a kind of family. We were close. I fucked that up by being judgmental.
I do comprehend that, I also could not see that there wasn't any discrepancy between what I was doing, the kind of messy I was, and what was going on with you. It wasn't my place to say anything. Not remotely. Expressing concern, maybe, but that's all.
It's been such a long time. I wish there was some way to fix it.
-me.