I've been involved with a boy for over a year now. He's so special to me, I could rant on about it forever, but I'll save us all some time and just say, I lack words to take steps towards describing our relationship.
It's special, wonderful - everything I could ever want.

I've stated before that I have no room to complain about my life, and the truth is, I do have a little room. Where I have food to eat and a house to live in, it costs money. And I'm miserable here living with my family.

Another option opens up, for the SAME amount of money I'll spend here being miserable I can move away go somewhere new, start all over. But I have to sacrifice the one thing that still has meaning for me down here.

And I've never had a reason to doubt myself; but it hurts SO badly that I have to sacrifice something so special just to get out of this jam.

But don't I have to put my own interests first? He's not an adult, he can't move with me. He still has his own life and family. It just hurts me so bad, I've never actually felt this deeply pained before.

Guess that's life.