Things to come

After finding the courage to write it all down, and to share with the only person that I really needed to share it with, I've found that my fear was justified. In saying what needed to be said, everything I didn't want to believe was confirmed.

I won't go into the details of everything, but I can say a few things.

Yes, I am hurt, I feel devastated, but thus is life. Out of the last few months, I have experienced just a taste of what is to come, both the joy, and the pain. But what I got out of it outweighs all of the pain. I have someone I can talk to about anything. I have a friend so similar and yet so different.

In time the pain will pass, and life will go on. I'm not going to dwell, as that doesn't make anything better. All I can do is remember the good things I felt, and use them to prepare for the next leg of the race know as life. I've barely made it over but the first hurdle.

I don't want to be depressed, and I don't want to cry anymore. If anything, I should feel happy that I finally have the answers I've been looking for. And soon I will feel that. I have nothing to regret.

I am fine.