The day I thought would come, didn't. I think it's for the best. I need to fucking let go. For real this time.
How do you let go of the one thing you've worked so hard for, the only thing you've ever had to work for. What do you do when its gone? How does someone really let go.
On our 6 mile hike journey, we were talking about us and everything, and I started to tear up and they were falling off my cheeks. He told me, "Becka, don't cry. Stop crying right now." and I asked him why he hated seeing me cry so much. He said "Because weak people cry, Becka, you're not weak."