A year later, this same weekend, I am here arguing and crying for the same reasons.
My eyes are sore. My head is throbbing. My body is just completely worn out. Perhaps one of these days I will simply collapse and die. Or maybe one day, I'd work up the guts to just kill myself. But why would it matter? Nobody in this world would care.
I guess you've rid yourself of all this nonsense. Yes. You have every right to leave. Who am I to keep you here? What right do I have to make you stay?
But does it ever occur to you that you've left me here alone to fight a battle that will never end, a battle that I can never win?
Never mind. You don't need to care.
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