But, I also thought, it really doesn't matter, I should understand that after my FOO and many years. So, blah blah blah, wah wah wah. This time I give up, just as I didn't give up on my FOO, but should have. I will never again speak of it, because why. I learned like they say pain is a megaphone. So I guess I feel- informed? And wary and disheartened. And done. I always feared I'd be the source of pain, funny. Oh well, that's good I guess. And tbh, I probably was just a pain in the as* or a thorn in the side. And pretty incable of healing or progress, I guess. Healing-resistant lol.
ETA, except for one thing to add: when people lie to you, is it also because you have made it the only option they can stomach, too? And so for that, I am also responsible.
What I feel is I wish I were anywhere but here, now, and me.