I wanted to apologize for how things have been between us. I didn't cope well with Abi arriving here, and you wound up taking the brunt of a lot of that. I don't think I was being fair on you even before that, though. I knew I was screwed up in the head, and if I'm being honest with myself, I knew I was going to wind up hurting you eventually. Abi was just a convenient excuse. I've been using her as an excuse for a hell of a lot of dark shit over the past decade. That's kind of a lot of power to give to one person.
Anyway, I've been going to the 'AA' group here since it started. Trying my best to get sober, to try and turn it around. At first I told myself it was for her, and then it was more for Charlie, and then eventually I figured out it was going to have to be for myself. I've been doing good with it.
I don't even know if you knew. Anytime we spoke after around midday, I wasn't sober. It's not an excuse, but I hope it might help clear some things up is all. I'm an asshole when I drink. Or at least more of an asshole.
I know this letter is going to be five years too late for you. I just thought you should know.