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Some of the hardest decisions in life hurt the most, but in the end, they are only for the best. I’m not really sure if I’m doing the right thing, mostly because it seems like it wouldn’t hurt this badly if that was the case and also because once you stop fighting, the reasons to leave fade away. I keep thinking I will be ok, but right now it’s hard to find signs that indicate that. Something is telling me that it’s now or never, though...and though I know the less immediately painful route, I can’t avoid doing what I need to do for the sake of protecting myself and him.