I hate myself and I don't trust you. Where does that leave us? I drafted a note to send to Heather before Monday's session. I'm sitting on it until Sunday morning. I'm not contacting you today or tomorrow unless you contact me - what's the point. Besides, who knows who you're with or what you're doing. I know you think I should believe you that you love me and that you won't do whatever again and that you're not throwing me away. I don't.
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
-Friedrich Nietzsche
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