Have I done the right thing? Is this really how it ends up? I knew this would come of it, or did I? Why does everything have to be so difficult? What is going on? Argh. I feel terrible but I think I did the right thing. I mean, it was going on for months and months, everyone is agreeing with me that I did the right thing. Are they just appeasing me? I want honesty, but I don’t want to be wrong. I feel bad enough, if I’m wrong, it’ll devastate me further. Son of a bitch. I just don’t know. I never know. I don’t have anyone right now to turn to for advice. I’m envious of those able to religious, always having someone (God) with you would be nice, I wouldn’t feel so alone and desolate at the moment. Sigh.