Perhaps, I've finally done it. I've finally driven away the one person I've held most dear. Out of my folly and thoughtlessness, out of plain stupidity, I have done it. I should have known better. I must say, I did know better. I was honest about it and now, I must face the consequences. I have not cried until now. There is no use in crying. It is all my doing. There must be no regrets. It was something I had wanted to do and I did it, without regard to the feelings of this one person. Who am I to cause him hurt? Who am I to make such decisions? Who am I now that I can no longer recognise who I have become? I am no one.