What are you doing?
I questioned myself. What am I doing. This isn't like me.
Running away from my responsibilities, hiding away from problems...I never did that. No matter how hard it was. I would always stand my ground. I would always fight through it.
But now..as I lay in my bed, in the middle of the night, I can't seem to shake away the feeling of guilt and regret. I should have opened the door. I should have let him in and talked to him. Or at least, I should have just been with him.
The pain we both felt, it simply wasn't worth it.
But my pride and dignity as I woman wouldn't let me...
Get rid of it.
My wolf keeps on popping in and out. Annoyed and angry. It just keeps on talking and I keep on ignoring. Because I know that...she's right.
That pride of yours is not what
