I can't handle not having answers...not in the sense of like the future..(I actually enjoy not knowing what will happen...) but I mean in the way of comprehending a situation. I think I have been so internally afraid to come home because I knew it brought me much closer to having a run in with him...
and of course I let a friend talk me into going out last night and I of course see him. Normally I would have just talked to him anyway...but I'm so hurt by one sentence he said that I couldn't even open my mouth....
plus i honestly believe deep down that he needs to try and make it better..and a hug isn't enough to do it...nothin physical will make it better....only two words can...
..."I'm sorry"
the Sartor
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