“You presumed to decide what was best for me. Even if I resolve the anger, the pain you caused, I can’t trust you. Ever. I’m standing before a stranger.”
Raymond Reddington – The Blacklist
Same sentiment, different situation.
The judgment of that line from a script mimics life. My life.
Ever so dramatically, flashing sensations of Oof, suffering, the feelz surround me.
Waves drowning me, on dry land.
The imagination drawn to retribution, naturally.
But who would it serve?
I’d still be alone.
I Write Her 
Wow! Life’s darkness and resulting emotions powerfully expressed. Brava!
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<3 Thank you, Eugenia! Powerfully felt too! ;) Glad I could convey them.
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Redux
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I hope you are not alone again.
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Your care is appreciated. <3 I'm not but I was instantly back in that moment when I wrote this. Having gone through that once, I think it becomes easier to want to be alone though.
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