We had a meeting of the minds.

[nottimpressed]

And you didn't show up.

I can't believe you. Some fucking words, Millicent. Just some fucking words. Six years. And now you're there, because clearly you don't give a damn about yourself. I don't see how you can claim to care about anyone else when you don't even have the presence of mind to look after yourself. I never thought you'd be so fucking stupid. Yes, I'm claiming intellectual superiority here, but this time I fail to see how you can contradict me. I am not obligated to look after anyone but myself. I'm not obligated to care. I'm not going to say those things to you, and I'm not going to be what you want me to be, and I'm not fucking sorry for it. The entire reasoning behind my indifference is to avoid situations like this one, and I swear to Merlin if you claim it has nothing to do with this I'll call you a liar. I'm not stupid, Millicent, though maybe you'd like me to be. That would certainly make things easier, wouldn't it?

I'm not going to do this anymore. I'm not going to enable you to play out your twisted perceptions of the world, and I'm not going to support you while you force yourself to suffer.

Fuck it, I'm done.