Dear God,

I hate that I can't stay away from Cody.

We hung out again today.

It was fun,

Even though I was yelling at myself the whole time.

Seriously,

I was mentally screaming.

But there's something about Cody that makes me smile.

I don't like it, dammit.

The last time I had that feeling was five years ago.

The last time I felt that was when he died.

It was also the last time I touched alcohol.

Love,

Liz