As far as I'm concerned, it's over. I hated to do it. I hated to see his face when I said it. I hated the awful, awkward silence that followed. I hated everything about that moment. Most of all I hated the crying that I did afterward. What made things worse..or maybe better was the fact that Brock was there to talk with me about it. His hugs made me feel like everything was going to be ok. And it will be. To an extent I'm relieved, I feel....free in this wierd kinda way. On the other hand though....I feel really bad. I feel like it's my fault, and maybe I shouldn't have done what I did. I simply had to do it. No one deserves to be treated the way that I did. No one deserves to be put through the stress that he put me through.....but I still like him. That's the only down-side to this whole situation. I. still. like. him. I tried really hard to make things..not...awkward today. But it turned out to be that way anyways. *shrugs* Hopefully things will heal with time.