I am not one to play games,
So I will tell you how I feel.
This morning it felt like my blood drained to my toes.
I thought that it made perfect sense.
There is a reason why it feels so bad.
Then later I had an opportunity to reflect on how I feel about you,
Given this information,
Or at least this admission by omission.
Letting my mind sit with it for the day,
I realised that it is degrading to me.
Pretty much.
And then I realised that there is nothing really new there.
There is something incredibly humiliating about trying to have a conversation,
With someone when I don’t know what they said,
And they don’t even talk to me.
It is just ridiculous.
I feel angry with myself for getting sucked into it again.
You don’t want to know what I think about your character.
