We're driving somewhere through Idaho when my phone buzzes gently, telling me I've got a message. I'm in the passenger seat, a friend is driving, and there's another friend in the back of the car. I'm in the middle of a story, talking about that one time, in that one place, when we did that one thing -- something funny that ends with mistaken
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The frustration with a person who keeps you hanging, either out of their fear of being alone or because they just don't have the guts to say "This isn't ever going to happen," that is just infuriating. And at some point you grow just as disgusted with yourself for putting up with it.
Here's to cutting bait and moving on.
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You did a really great job of portraying the never-ending sorrow, and hopes, that comes in relationships like this. So well done!
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