I Do Not Expect To Get What

Did She Ever Regret Her Choices? Were Her Decisions More Clear-cut Than Mine - Or Are There Always Shades Of Gray Whe It Comes To Matters Of The Heart?

There Is No Grief Like Heartbreak.

The Worst Thing About This Particular End (of My Youth) And The Beginning (of Middle Age) Is That For The First Time In My Life, I Realize I Don't Know Where I'm Going. My Wants Are Simple: A Job That I Like And A Guy Whom I Love. And On The Eve Of My Thirteth, I Must Face That I Am 0 For 2.

I Wish I Could Freeze This Moment, Somehow Delay My Final Decision, And Just Hang Here In The Balance Between Two Places, Two Worlds, Two Loves.

Throughout The Ordeal, I Learned That Getting Mad Was Easier Than Being Sad. Anger Was Something I Could Control. I Could Settle Into An Easy Rhythm Of Blame And Hate. Focus My Energy On Something Than The Ache In My Heart.