I need to move on. I know she’ll use the same tricks as before once I find someone else to focus my affection on.  I’m figuring out how to love her less; how to be fed up with her unapologetic self-centeredness.   I was reminded recently to “let her live her choice.”  It’s not my job to save her from her repression because her family (and maybe she) won’t accept her loving me because I’m a woman.  I’ll choose me because she won’t.  I choose me because I must.


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