Day 7: Biting my tongue

I've rewritten this a million times.  For reasons that I don't want this to get back to the person, I have officially decided to write as little as possible.  So, if you want details, i'm sure you'll just ask.  It probably makes no sense to those who don't know the story - but this has consumed my life for a multitude of months this year.

Anyways, my friend has a habit of leading on guys (again, there is a backround story to why this occurs).  But basically the plot was that she was supposed to help one of these guys with a school project.  They got into a huge argument the day before.  So, to avoid the situation of talking to him (which in reality made it worse), she brought ANOTHER guy she led on to talk to during that project, so she would not have to confront the other one.
We have had our differences lately.  Our biggest problem is we both can't handle seeing eachother hurt.  We're like sisters to each other, and when one is hurt, so is the other.  I don't necessarily think the choices she is making are helping her overcome her weaknesses.  In these situations, all I want to do is sit down and have long conversations, telling her what I think is right for her.  I realized that not many people can learn by advice,  but by learning from ones' own mistakes.  Recently, everytime I try to help, I get myself into trouble.  Even though I am screaming inside with sadness, hurtfulness, anger, and disappointment by how she's taking her situation, I've noticed there is absolutely nothing I can do but open my arms for when she needs a hug.

I've bit my tongue.  I just can't help anymore.