Its 10:14. Not much I can do. Anyway, I'm supposed to be sleeping. None of my friends are online. The only person I need is Jessie. She's the only person in this universe who gets this; full story and all.
It's the other person. The fear of how the other person will react. But, I know the other person well enough to know that the other person won't hate me. But, it's a fear I have whenever I go through anything like this. Its just that. The other person has been "there" for me for awhile, whether the other person knows this or not. I hope that doesn't change.