SEB's been accused of being an alcoholic. Would I recognize the signs if she was? She's my best friend and yet I don't know. I don't know if I'd even stop her. I hope I would. M brought up the possibility of me moving out today. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what to say or do or think or feel. Maybe it's me that needs to let go of this ruined relationship. Maybe I would be much happier living somewhere else for a few months. I feel like I'm stuck between two choices I'm afraid to make. My stomach's nervous all the time now. I'm still sick. I've been sick for months. I've been mentally ill for years. Oh the hilarity of it all. Maybe a few months on my own would help me feel a little more grown up. Maybe that's what I need. A little personal time. Maybe. Done for now.