I made a frantic call to V yesterday.
"So you're going to leave me, aren't you? You're just going to walk away." (just like everybody else, I didn't add)
"No, I didn't say that...You're making things seem worse than they are."
And on and on it went.
My mind screaming about the dangers of getting myself into such situations and yet I couldn't stop myself.
Her voice was gentle, calming, reassuring, and all I wanted to do was strike where it would hurt the most. She never raised to the bait.