
The Enemy of My Enemy… Was Never My Enemy
Triangulation, borrowed grudges, and making up your own mind.
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The red flags, the receipts, the rationalizations, the realizations—and everything that happens in between.

Triangulation, borrowed grudges, and making up your own mind.
Read Entry →A brilliant mind can be intoxicating. It cannot make someone emotionally safe.
The betrayal hurt. The refusal to acknowledge it made me question whether I was allowed to call the breaking real.
A receipt from the moment I reached bottom, documented the truth, and left anyway.
Their silence was punishment. Mine became protection.
Everyone loves him. I seem to be the only person who knows what happens after the room empties.
Knowing better and being able to leave are not always the same thing.
Some entries are written in the middle of it. Some come after enough distance to finally see the pattern. The point is not to pretend every story has a perfect ending. The point is to tell the truth clearly enough that someone else might recognize themselves sooner.