nothing to say.

Pulled. two different directions, with two different outcomes. I hate not knowing the answer.. the outcome. This is why I can't relax - this is why I can't not seek control over things that have no controller. I am required to make decisions all day, every day - and this one is too hard. This is one that makes me want to throw up my hands in the air and scream... scream at the top of my lungs until my face is blue, and then surrender to the fall. I don't know which way to go, I don't know who to answer too - I'm at a loss. This time, with nothing to say...