"You can be mad as a mad dog at the way things went; you can swear and curse the fates - but when it comes to the end, you have to let go."


I've referenced this before, but it's very appropriate right now. I need to always remember this.

I feel like I could wait for a long time if I had some sort of comfort...some sort of hope that it will be fine. A reassurance if you will. I want that reassurance to come to me, but it's not.

I don't know if I should keep trying or if I should just move on...gah.