Today, while going through the security checkpoint at Dulles airport, I was assigned to line #15.
I took it as a sign. I'm not sure yet what is going to happen.
I have never hurt anyone as much as I did this past weekend. And it really sucks.
Everything I do now is unfair to her now. If I'm happy, it's not right because she's hurting. If I'm sad, it's not right because I brought this upon myself.
I feel so sick to my stomach and want to fix everything. But it's not in my power to fix something when I'm what's causing it.
I can't be her angel now.
