"I told everyone, I haven't been coping with the shit I've been through. I've been drinking and fucking too much so I can sleep, to shut my brain up. And the more people got angry at me for being a dick, the worse I felt, and the harder to climb out of it. But that's all excuses, isn't it, because I still did a shitty thing and Alan isn't going to forgive that."
Will took a breath and folded his arms. He was caught somewhere between defensive belligerence and wanting to appeal to Much's sympathies, which combined just came off as aggressively sulky.