I resolved it in the best fashion i could of, I took the leap and now I feel like I've fallen backwards, all I want to do is go and see my little brothers baseball game to catch up on what I've missed out on in the past 8 months and I won't even be able to do that and at the same time i can't be here for the love of my life while he's hurting.. it always seems to be something going on that makes me want to pull my hair out or worse but i try and try to think positively but this bullshit is wearing me thin.. it will all get better, for fuck-sake i sure hope so. 

but as of now, I've hit a bump in the road, and i need to smooth that out.

This metaphor being my life gives me reason to be tempted to leave for a little while. It's bad when other peoples issues trickle down and try to create wounds on your part, I don't allow it, instead I get fed up and call a quits.