4:02 p.m. - Sep 11, 2001
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end...
I did it. Of course, now I am full of guilt. I feel bad for Walter - for hurting him. For leaving him this way. What a shitty way to leave someone.
I waited until he went to work. Then I took all of my things and just left. I left him a letter - a letter that I worked on all day on Saturday. I tried to explain, as best as I could, why I was doing this.
There is no easy or nice way to tell anyone that you don't want to be with them any longer.
But, I am taking control of my life - of my happiness, of my future. I am taking a great chance here, going boldly in the direction of my dreams.
