i have balls. Hence the reason I crashed the s-works twice today. The first one was on a fast downhill sweeper. The berm looked good so i hit it hard, and fast, but he front wheel washed out, and I endoed landing on my shoulder.

I'm sorry, but when someone you really care about says you make them suicidal, you kinda want to avoid triggering those feelings. I did, and everything was great otherwise. We can work everything out eventually, but yesterday's conversation was effing rough. I seized today, and turned things around. There are times to be a hard ass, but this was not one of them. Well I could of, but I would of hated myself for it. Irregardless of any sort of positive outcome from ending things today, I really would of hated it.