Move Along
I'm taking good advice and moving on. Not because I really want to, but because I can't take the heart ache anymore. When I saw that.....it killed me. My heart broke all over again. Just when I thought everything was going good it all feel apart in one night. Well, fuck it. I'm not going to torture myself. I have some other options and I plan on considering those.
It's not because you suggested it. I was actually really angry at both of you for saying that to me after I supported you through so much and that's all I wanted from you, support. I felt really betrayed and hurt. So, I stopped discussing it with you. And I probably will be more hesitant about discussing those kind of feelings with you ever again. I plan to talk to those who do support my decisions. Until I feel like you two support me like a good friend should, forget it.
The point it is, I'm tired. I need to sleep at night and the best way to do it is move on. So, goodbye to those hopes and dreams and hello to new possibilities.
"Where am I going to?"
"Don't ask anymore."