Just came down from a very peculiar anxiety attack.
What am I supposed to do now all of this has blown up in my face? I'm so angry and disappointed in myself right now that I can't even wrap my head around it. I know I do this to myself. I should've seen it coming from a mile away. I knew it would end poorly, I just didn't know it would end like this. And who's to say it has even ended? When I wake up tomorrow will I feel the same? Will I still want to drop-kick him in the heart? Do I even have enough self-control for that? Will I have enough courage to confront him? Now that I know I've been played like a fool, once again, will I gather up the courage to finally confront someone about it instead of passively letting it fade away? I don't know that I can live with myself if I don't say something, yet the thought of saying anything terrifies me. What if I'm terribly mistaken?