I'm Listening To Someone Give Up. Someone

You Need To Figure Out What You Want, Josh. If That Means You Need To Swim Against The Tide To Get It, At Least Youre Aiming For Something That Could Make You Very Happy.

How Many Times Had I Let Myself Connect With Someone Only To Have It Thrown Back In My Face?

I Could Picture Life—school And Everything Else—continuing On Without Me. But I Could Not Picture My Funeral. Not At All. Mostly Because I Couldn’t Imagine Who Would Attend Or What They Would Say.

Because No, I Didn’t Push Her Away. I Didn’t Add To Her Pain Or Do Anything To Hurt Her. Instead, I Left Her Alone In That Room. The Only Person Who Might’ve Been Able To Reach Out And Save Her From Herself. To Pull Her Back From Wherever She Was Heading. I Did What She Asked And I Left. When I Should Have Stayed.

As A Writer, My Only Responsibility Is To Tell A Compelling Story.