My stomach is in knots over the crossroad, people think I'll just continue on the path that's paved and straight, the one I'm supposed go to. I would suffer immensely on that path, as it's long and tedious, and well, it's miserable. But there's another path, it's a bit crooked, a bit longer, but it has benches, guides, and seems happy. But there's another path, one I hadn't assumed until now.
It might be shorter, might be longer, depending on how you look at it. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid of not taking the safe and miserable road. If I keep taking that road, then I'll doom the ones around me. Or, they won't notice anything at all. This blog was supposed to be happy, but it seems like a portal for angst. Ugh. Anyway, if I take the middle path, it seems like I'll suffer. If I take the slightly crooked and longer path, I might be happier. But the one that is completely to the side is also looming.
I'm feeling sick to my stomach over a decision to make, and what's worse? I feel like I have to make it alone.
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