making amends

I'm not good at this.

My stomach does flips when I think about how I am going to leave everything. Nothing is resolved or tied up in a neat little package. I feel like the relationships that have grown this semester are just at risk to be knocked two steps back. Now I'm in this stupid state of withdrawal. My heart won't let anything new in.

Then there's the remorse that haunts me over my failed attempts to fix things. I don't have much else to say about that, other than the fact that it's there.

I need some peace in the bumpy moments.