Am I an idiot?

I fell in love with a woman that I've truly loved for the past five years that I've known her online. I'm happy to report that she's in love with me as well. What I'm not happy to report is that she lives in Finland, and this all came at the expense of a four-year relationship that ended a month ago.

Long story short, my ex-girlfriend (henceforth known as "Sally") knew something was up. Our relationship was a farce by the time I professed my love to the girl in Finland (henceforth known as "Jane.") But I wavered a bit after thinking about how hard a long-distance relationship with Jane would be. Not only that, but I was unsure of whether or not I'd ever be able to live with Jane. Residence permits, citizenship, all that ****. So, she sent me out to visit her, but I was visiting as a taken man, having determined staying with Sally and working things out was the better course of action. Two days into the visit, Sally messages me, saying she wants to break up because her friends brought her to a realization of how stupid she was for letting me visit Jane. She used her x-ray vision from 4,400 miles away and determined I still had a thing for Jane, and basically told me "have a nice life with her." Interesting, because as I previously stated, I left Michigan knowing that I wanted to work on things with Sally instead. But, since this was our fourth breakup, I shrugged and didn't protest. From that moment on, my focus has been on Jane.

Now I'm having doubts. Sure, Jane and I have discussed our future and have determined we can make things work. But, there are so many variables at play. In the time it takes for us to finally be together in Finland, she could always find someone who sweeps her off of her feet. She could meet someone. I know I won't meet anyone, because I don't socialize much, and I know it's Jane that I want. We could get tired of waiting. All sorts of ****. And because of all these doubts, it makes me wonder if I made the right call in not trying to work things out with Sally when I got back home. She seemed very willing to make things work - and I mean VERY willing. But I think I let the ship sail on that, and if I don't end up with Jane, I'll be totally alone.

When I wrote "traded" in the title, it means that the door was - and still somewhat is - possible for me to work things out with Sally. It's a matter of me determining if the notion of a relationship with someone 4,400 miles away who I probably won't be able to live with for at least a year is worth losing a relationship I still have a chance of saving.

I'm a mess.