In the end it was all nothing. It was nothing to all of you, so, maybe, perhaps, it have to be nothing for me, too. Now, nothing matters. Nothing is worth to pursue. Just nothing.
In case it's comfortable now. I have not forget. never. Morning, noon, afternoon, evening, heck, even late nights and pulling an all nighter. It exhaust the shit out me to finally get my rhythm and tempo back. You are what you did, you all are.
pick my struggles? sure. I was distant, check. I created boundaries, check. All good. Then, invaded me multiple times (been years). Well, shit. Oh, they mean well, BS, look at their behavior now. Just tolerate it π π»
Even now that I was this close. Back out. This isn't it, this is the problem. I am. Why is it so hard to get it, why am I so lost, why does it (always) seem not for me?