There’s no point breaking NC

That’s it, that’s the message.

They’ll always be the same.

Nothing magical happens at the end of No Contact.

The butterflies you feel aren’t real. The hope you feel is temporary. The relief you feel on speaking to them is a farce.

You took space from them for a reason. You were right.

This situation isn’t different, they have not changed, they’re not the exception, they’re the fucking rule.

Take care of your crumbling heart like a big sister would.