Nathaniel shrugged.
“I don’t know… it just felt that way whenever I thought about her.”
“Well, what about the right side of your heart?”
“My friends held that.”
The doctor frowned.
“How?”
“Because… I told my friends everything. All of my problems, worries, doubts… I shared it all with them. It felt like I left a part of myself with each one.”
“Then, considering the situation you’ve laid out in front of me, you should be fine at this moment. You should’ve been able to talk to your friends about this, and move on.”
Nathaniel nodded in agreement.
“That’s what I thought as well.”
“Then what kept that from happening?”
“I did the wrong thing…”
“The wrong thing?”
Nathaniel sighed, brushing the black hair from his eyes.
“I did talk to my friends about it, but I didn’t let them in… instead, I tried to find someone new to fill the empty space. I did find someone new, but it didn’t fix anything. I only continued to go down, trying to hold onto a ledge that wasn’t there.”