I’m more mad than sad about it. That it got to this point, after a promise was made that it wouldn’t. I knew things were falling apart, so I prepared myself for it. The worst part is adjusting to a new routine and deleting all the pictures. But nothing is worse than knowing that we could have made it. But we’re here. I’ll be doing me, you’ll be doing you. I deserve better and that’s exactly what I plan to do.