There comes a point with anything that it’s not about winning or losing.
It just needs to end.
It’s hurting you now, you see. It’s dragging you down with it, with them and you feel it inside your bones as you choke on the stress and the indecision and the sheer inability to say no.
So you just wish, again and again.
Let it end.
Please god, let it end.
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