Right, so yeh. . . I spent the last 4 days at stef's house. It was nice to get away, even though being "away" somewhat perpetuated my problems. Grrr. I hate having to make decisions. I hate it. It suuuuuucks. Especially when someone gets hurt in the process, but im really scared that its gonna wind up being me. Weighing out the good and bad from both sides didnt really help. It just made me feel badly for pointing out flaws. And i doubt that flipping a coin will solve anything either. So once again, i must be patient. I hate when i know i'm right. . .