well, i suppose you can say i've come to one hell of a roadblock. my ongoing battle with merri lasted for 120 hours, and it has finally come to an end. the verdict, i've lost all hope. she brought closure, finally to the whole situation today when she told me that i needed to give up. basically, i lost this war over a year ago, she just never said so before. now i'm left here to deal with the idea. she says i hurt her and broke her heart, and she would die before allowing me to do it again. i tried to make her understand my perspective. i wanted her to see that it wasn't the way she chooses to look at it. i never really did anything to her. i made no promises at the time, and any pain she undertook during that fragment of history was her own preception's work. however i did nderstand her point. she did get hurt, and it was over me, so since i was the subject matter it's automatically my fault. i told her that i can accept that. actually, that i have accepted that for a long time, but that's the very reason why it keeps me up at night! and the way she treats me makes it feel all the worse. congratulations, merri. you've won the war of broken hearts, and as the victor you have clearly and utterly liquified mine to absolute nothingness.