You called

You called while I was talking to my sponsor about you. I was panicking about my fears, asking his advice on how to be in a relationship and not be scared. He told me that I’m a good guy with talent and a really great heart and huge potential. He told me that I’m on the right track, that I’m putting my sobriety infront of everything and that what I’m going through is life. He told me to relax and do good. I told him I appreciated it, and that what I’m trying to do is intelectualize the outcome of something I haven’t even experienced yet. He agreed.
I called you back after I hung up with him and you asked if I would come sleep at your house tonight after I finish all my shit.
I said, “I’ll call you back after I meditate.”
You said, “Okay.”
I said, “Sorry, I am fucked up and may be confusing.”
You said, “It’s okay, go be healthy.”
And i tried to believe that you were telling the honest truth.