I hate what I just had to do. I hate it so much.

I did the right thing, but I caused hurt. In some people's eyes I am now a betrayer. But I would have been much worse if I didn't tell the truth.

Even the person I helped doesn't really understand.

I feel sick and unsteady. Raw af. Second guessing myself. Replaying. Headache.

Oh and I don't have my good paying job anymore. Likely won't even get paid for the work I did this week.

I need something good to happen soon. Please life.