Its times like these i keep thinking of the poem i wrote. "Promise" back then it was a matter of questioning myself if i was capable of doing all that, now i find it somewhat ironic i'm asking myself the reverse. you know what, screw it. I'm done doubting, i'm sure of my decision and i'm sticking to it.
18 years of miscommunication is difficult to patch back. I know what i'm up against and i know the task at hand needs more than compromise. My only question is what about you? Would you feel slighted? I know i should be doing all this for myself but i'm doing it for you, more than anything else. Like you said, i have to do it for someone else before it'll make sense to me. In this case, its for you.
