In the days before I had gathered my thoughts, endless, one sided conversations with my parents helped me sort out all of my conflicting emotions. It was what I wanted, I knew it had to be done, and yet it still felt like someone had ripped my heart out.
Is this ever going to get easier.
From Cat: wanna hang out?
I didn't change overnight, and even with confidence in my beliefs, there were still moments of doubt.
Then I remembered that she was a stranger long before I said goodbye.