https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mN-CqIytN2U Why couldn't I do this anymore? It hurts. I wonder if I avoid a lot of the people that I shared this with because I'm ashamed of how much they might know about me. Or maybe it was just time move on. I hated moving on when this started. I don't love it now, but I can look back on these last fourteen or so years and see the necessary changes. Everything doesn't always lead up to this second, but right now what I needed was this, for some strange reason.
It felt good.