The grip of my forgiveness is slipping. I think I understand why ☕️ doesn't speak to me anymore. You can only be pushed so far before the tank runs empty.

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The grip of my forgiveness is slipping. I think I understand why ☕️ doesn’t speak to me anymore. You can only be pushed so far before the tank runs empty. All the time we shared wasn’t a waste, and I know that, but right now it feels that way. Hopefully, I’ll cool off sometime soon and forgive you in the future.

Do you understand why I snapped? You were gaslighting me for being upset and hurt, and that’s not fair. When I was wrong, we talked about it, I explained my feelings, and we made things right. This time, you’re wrong, yet you continued to rage at me. There was no apology, no explanation—only attempts to make me feel like I was in the wrong, even though I wasn’t. You still haven’t apologized. If you want to, go ahead and trash that bracelet; it clearly meant nothing to you.

Maybe you don’t remember everything we’ve shared over the years, especially recently, because you drink as much as I used to.

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