Confession # 41

I always have to have the last word.

It is a control thing with me I guess, but for once I gave in and let someone else have the last word. I just could not keep up with the game. It was getting too confusing and too painful. I need to move forward. I thought I had, but I found out I was just hiding from my true feelings. I was avoiding in order to stop obsessing. I was pretending in order to start living. Now I have to really start moving forward. If only I could stop crying.