I've finally accepted my fate.
As tenacious as I've been the past two years, it is time to raise the white flag. Fear not. I maybe defeated but I'm not broken. Some battles are necessary to prevent further mayhem. In these instances, the losers are the true winners. A warrior's valor grows ten-fold as his wounds heal.
You uttered the outcome of this battle right from the very start. I just refused to acknowledge it and pressed on. Had I listened to what you said that night, I wouldn't be where I am today. Had I ran away that night, this story wouldn't have unfolded. And what a story it has been.
As I lay down the final pages of the Book, I couldn't help but weep. I can't remember the last time this warrior cried. I relished every tear drop, every sniff, every sigh. It washed me anew.
Now I feel more prepared, to face what lies ahead. Our roads have diverged but I'm excited to tread mine. While we now walk different paths, I know you'll continue to watch over me. I promise to watch over you.