Suffering in silence.
I've been barely holding on all day. Feeling like just keeping together.
So many things that I just don't know where to turn or where to start.
Sleep is going to be one of them, so I can get up early and bake for them.
That is a must.
Our conversation, or fragments I guess, from the other day is really bugging me.
That he has regrets.
I don't have any. I'm sad about some of the choices I made, but I don't have any regrets. Life is to short for that.
But here I learn that after all this time, he still does. The same ones.
And he wonders still what it would be like if he had just walked away. How much better and different it would be.
The school thing came up too.
He has regrets. How am I not going to make that about me?
It is exactly all about me.
He regrets still the choice he made to stay. What is he still doing here then?
Does that make it only a matter of time?
I can't fix that. But it's still hard to hear just the same.
One more thing...
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