Back in touch with an old friend. I said truth for the first time, and I shed tears through the release of pent-up musings. He listened. He told me what I already know, but I'll go against the good advice to see troubles through to the end, face on, instead of running away as he wants me to.
I feel so foolish that I made a decision, went for it, and am now apprehensive as to whether I did the right thing.
The end is nigh, outcome unknown.
