This is quite possibly the greatest dilemma of my life. I'm torn in a position that either way will cause me to face my geat well of self-doubt. I fell in love with a woman far away. We have grown apart slowly over two years of text and phone calls. There is nothing I want more than to be with her. In my frequent moments in which I turn to myself for counsel I look foreward to being with her as though I considered it more as an eventuality than an option, and yet I have no plan or course of action to reunite myself with her.

I find myself considering an exodus to her presence, but causually refering to it as if it was just a jaunt. My insecurity will continue to misrepresent me, which is a malady I can no longer suffer.

There is absolutely nothing at all in this world that could keep me from her, except myself. I will strive to remind myself of this, in this time of my desolation. Gloom sets in far too quickly, I am the type of person who constantly needs affirmation and comfort, but I can't allow myself to be driven entirely by the persuit of attention.