A couple of years ago, I was having a bad day. When I texted my friend, I took it all out on her and my parents were trying to figure out why I did this. It was kind of embarrassing because it must've been so bad that my parents had to get involved. A couple of days later, we figured out the true and false things about what I said to her. I read my text over again, and it sounded so mean that I wanted to literally drive to her house (she lives far away, but still goes to school with me) give her a very large hug and yell I'm sorry until she kicked me out of her home. So I was so unhappy, so bratty, so selfish that I didn't realize if what my text said was fair to her, and if maybe there is something wrong with me.