She just... up and left. I guess I can't say I blame her. She's enduring enough in her life, she doesn't need me, or the burdens I undoubtedly place upon her shoulders. I do not believe you'll be hearing about Sara from this point on. It's all for the best. She doesn't deserve to be dragged down into this situation, especially if I brought this all on myself.
I'm gonna miss her. That much is for sure. Quite some time was devoted for her only for it all to crumble to dust. I really don't want to go into too many details. Even now I don't desire to type up another blog. I'm exhausted, physically and mentally. I haven't been to my home, I haven't been anywhere near that area.
I need to find a new place to go. I'm typing this all up on my laptop through a shitty unsecured network. If I type a few words it will lag, and take a couple moments to finally catch up to what I've actually written. I'd head back to the library and purchase more time there on a more stable network, but I'm slowly running out of money.
I'll need to get back to my life eventually. With any luck, maybe this has all blown over. I don't know. I just don't know anymore.
I'm sorry for failing you Sara. I'm sorry I wasn't everything you wanted. Forgive me.
- The Acquitted