A Degree of Sadness

The old saying of "there comes a time when you will have to do something you don't want to, but you must do" and like ones is a load of bull. These moments are not just the rare occasions that such cliched lines would have you believe, but every day occurrences. It just seems that every now and then there's a large one that comes around that sucks worse than the others. I am now not posed with a question of when to break certain news to a very close friend of mine that will most likely shatter such friendship forever, but when. Do I do it earlier? Do I wait until after I hang out with this friend one last time? This particular question has been haunting me for a while, keeping me up at night, making me sick to my stomach. I wish I knew how to do it too. In person, e-mail, phone...the possibilities are as varied as the responses I could receive. Goddammit, I need a fucking drink.