The Next Step

It's hard to walk away when you have become so vested. I said that I would and that I could before all of this. But my hear is just aching. Regret from being so timid and not speaking up is filling my chest, and I feel like I'm going to explode with every breath.

I make a commitment to myself to cut it off and to not look back. But in the next breath I'm trying to find a compromise so that I don't have to let go. There's noone to talk to, noone to give advice or hold me down to keep me from self-destruction.

I can't go back and change the past, but I can't seem to look away from it either. I retrace every word and every step and my heart breaks each and every time.

So what happens next? Where do I go from here and how will it all pan out? I'm anxious for the net step but have no idea what it is.