I don't know what I've done, or if I like what I've begun.

I spent all of today cooking. I spent all of today cooking and someone returned to the house. Today made me feel like I had returned to a year ago, like everything was back to the good stage, the safe stage. It was before I started things with someone, before I chose where my life would go, before I chose to move on. That being said, I believed I had moved on so much this year, in light of recent occurrences, I have not. I thought I had made so much progress. Well unfortunately things are not as simple as they seem. The next few months are going to be the hardest of my life and I am in no way ready.