I have done something that I never thought I would ever EVER do and now I feel awful about it. On top of that I think I am losing friends over it. When will I learn what real friends are? The person I feel like I am in 'love' with and always have been, is with someone else. I am tired of life shitting on me, this is when I get that urge o move away and start over. Seattle will have to do for me.
I am back to square 1.
It's me, and only me. Back into my dark hole I go.