Okay

So I was going to post the whole thing, but I'm in a time crunch. I told Chris about my feelings for him. I called him the other night and we talked for about an hour. Just as we were both getting ready to hang up, I figured now or never and told him. We talked for another hour about it, he said he knew. But the way the conversation went, I feel like crap, never more alone, afraid, and hollow-yes hollow, with a tinge of pain, and a dash of scared. Sucks. I just want to crawl into bed and never get out again. But now I have to go to work, which is the last place I want to be now. I hate this, and I generally hate everything at the moment. Fun *puke*