Decisions... Decisions

Oddly enough I am not a sad, angry or depressed person, contrary to what most of my posts may convey. It's just easier to write about things that bother me than things that make me happy, which is really odd. I will try to change that. But this post won't be the one where that happens.
I've been trying to take a step back and look at my options. And I know what decision I have to make. And I know it's a decision I don't want to to make. A decision that a few short months ago I never would have considered. But what can I say? Times change. I can't really say what this decision will be because there are factors involved in it that require me to talk to some very important people in my life and wait to see if this decision will be made sooner rather than later. I'm sure the decision can be guessed but from now on I will only be referring to it as "the decision." (oh and the decision has nothing to do with pregnancy in case that was the path you were going down).
I've never really had to make a decision of this caliber before. I know what I have to decide as an adult. And once I make it I know I will regret it but I also know it's the right thing to do. I also know that it doesn't have to be permanent but it will change everything. I won't be happy because in a way it's the wrong decision for the right reasons.
It's something that has been racking my brain for a few weeks now and at first I tried to look at it optimistically and hope that I wouldn't need to decide but now it just sort of seems inevitable. And that thought is just making me crazy. I don't want to have to make this decision but I think I'll have to. And soon.