First day of the rest of my life, again

Have decided to stay in America. It was possibly the hardest decision I've ever made. It's certainly the first decision I've ever made purely for me. I'm someone who feels guilty over anything I can possibly feel guilty for, as well as somethings you wouldn't believe. Like feeling guilty ordering something more expensive than what anyone else ordered at a restaurant, even when I'm the one paying.
But my solution to the overwhelming guilt is not to be that guy anymore.
I started writing yesterday, it went well. Today I start with the blogs again and other necessary things while I endeavor to be the man I want to be.

Sometimes you just have to say

I haven't posted in days. I am having one of the worst dilemmas in my life but I worry about writing down my thoughts, which would help, for fear the wrong people might see it. Yay for paper and pen! it's weird that one used to worry about writing things down real time because of who might see but I have a much larger potentially judgmental audience online.