I know I haven't written to you in a while. I haven't had to chance to get to write to you because of all of the meetings Ryan and I go to. He tells me that I need to relax, eat something, and talk to you so you don't think that I'm out partying or something like that. I don't think that you'd think that. Out of all of your kids that spend their time on campus here, you know that I'm the least likely one to do something dumb.
I told Ryan that. He didn't believe me. I know that he wants to have faith in me, but it's getting harder for him the closer we get to graduation. He's stressing out, yelling more. He doesn't eat anymore, and the only time he seems like himself is when he's alone with me.
Anyway, I hope your week goes well. I'll try to send you another letter on Sunday. If you don't hear by me, call dad at the station. He'll know where to look for me.
With All My Love,