6 days following the aftermath of hurricane Emily

There's a bitter taste in my mouth.
I've hurt somebody, it seems.
And yet...
I cannot convince myself it was the wrong thing to do.
The wrong way to feel.
I wanted to be disappointed in myself, to scold myself, to have some sort of epiphany in which I realized that what I was doing was wrong.
But it never came. Because, as heartless as it seems to be, I am making the right decision for myself.
I don't know exactly how to feel about that.
I guess maybe it should be taken as a blessing, that I can finally understand what I really want and stick by it.
Ugh.
Nothing is ever as simple as it should be.