“Hi, it’s me. Calling to see how you guys are doing. I just got home from a day of window shopping and strolling through the park. I sat and thought for a long time.  Not feeling too well about now, I lost my job today, came in late one time too many, couldn’t talk my way out of it. Out late last night with some of the girls, came home later than I should have and overslept. It was a good idea that Jessie go with you, she will be in better hands. She loves you. She loves me too, but not like she loves you. If I could just stop drinking, maybe she could stay with me sometime. But that’s a discussion for another time. I still love you, but my vices are too strong to allow me to fully appreciate you. Darn it! It’s me again. As I was saying I love you, but I can’t pull it together yet. You tried hard to help me, you are a good man, but sometimes I can’t stand myself.  You were a prince.  I, I was a bit of a witch, if you get my drift. You must forgive me if you can, I didn’t mean to accuse you of all those things, but good judgment leaves me every now and then. So please forgive me for my inability to be more logical and reasonable, drinking does that to a person, I am told. I’m not asking for your sympathy, just your understanding. Have to get it together and look for another job. One day I’ll see if I can find an AA group. In the meantime, I have to try to find myself first. Hope you have a good night, say hi to Jessie for me, tell her I love her. Gonna get some sleep now.”