No Regrets

As a follow up to my Ducky post: I just lost my best friend last night. This is a choice issue. Getting drunk didn't help matters. Nor did smashing my fists into my car and bloodying up my hands out of frustration and anger (embarrassing, yes, but I didn't know what else to do). I confronted her with how I feel and have felt for at least a couple of years now and she doesn't feel the same. I'm like "her brother." Unfortunately, there's no way I can be around her now. She's also the main reason I was staying in this god forsaken town so I'm making plans with my folks right now to get a job on the Cherokee reservation teaching and moving to North Carolina. I may as well.

I've never felt so lost in my life.