Just Only Have One Person I Can Talk About This with and I Don't Want To

Last Sunday, a line was crossed. I'm having thoughts about it. Maybe I'll try to articulate it here. But I don't want people to find out about it.

I'm just wondering what happened and why did I let it. My conviction was so strong. My younger self would not be so proud of me. 

The carnal knowledge was not something to be proud of. But I don't want to regret it. It would just make me feel bad. Yeah, I'm thinking why I did it. I mean, how could I have done it.

Anyway, it already happened. I can't take it back. I thought I would be stronger than this. Turns out, everyone was right. And I really was not something special that I thought I was.