I’ve had plenty of bad ideas. Countless regrets in speaking, or not speaking. Acting with emotions. Remaining logical when the room said emotional. But 3 years since I told her, I’ve had 3 years to evaluate this decision and I come to the same conclusion every time. It still is and probably will be the worse decision of my life. It haunts me everyday. She haunts me everyday. I’m used to or perhaps even came to terms that I’ve ruined my own life. Countless times. But this was something of another caliber. I had ruined her life forever.