Uncertainty

Being in this place, this never ending torment, is slowly killing me. And yet, the thought of leaving, of trying something new, is stealing the air from my lungs. I can't breath, can't even scream for help. I don't understand how the supposed "right" choice can hurt so damn much. I feel like I am giving up the only me I have ever known, the only purpose I've ever had, and it has shaken me to the core. At this point I am uncertain if I will survive this earthquake.