So, long story short, I managed to make Red really miserable by telling her what I did, and that in return made me pretty miserable.
This would be what prompted the previous post, for those that hadn't already guessed.
After an interrupted suicide attempt, I spent a week and a half or so in a psychiatric hospital. Since getting out, Red and I have resumed communication and are interacting more or less normally and well, as we had before I started this whole debacle.
Just figured I'd update here in case anyone actually reads this and cares.
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