Breakdown

Who would've ever thought that the past week and a half could've been filled with so much emotion.

And while I know that the decision I made is the right decision for me, right now, and for my future, I'm still feeling regret.

Remorse.

Sorrow.

This was very apparent on Thursday when I shook hands and shared a hug with a co-worker from the branch office.

This was the last time I'd probably see the miserable old son of a ...

I got weepy. Had moisture form in my eyeballs. and had it spill over on to my cheeks.

Sheesh...

I have no idea what this Friday will bring.

No idea.

I can only hope that it isn't a full blown bawling coupled with rivers of tears that require a full box of tissue to wipe away.

I can only hope that it isn't as emotional as I think it may be.

I know I made the right decision. I know that what I've chosen was the best thing for me to choose. I know that it will all turn out right.

But I'm still going to miss what it is that I'm leaving.

And I'm really going to miss what it is that I'm losing.

Shit.