Guy
At least I know who you'd have had your money on.
That's really not what You call that moving forward? That was burying it all so far down that I wouldn't let it hurt. That was working myself into a frenzy so no one saw that it hurt still. That was pushing aside any reminders of him so I didn't break. And when I did, it hurt ten times as much. That wasn't moving forward, Guy. That was screwing myself over.