It’s evident to everyone, even my mirror, that I should just cut the thread, but just as I get the scissors out, it pulls me back in. So, I guess don’t feel sorry for me as I am my broken record. Yet, I stay in maybe because I don’t know what else might be behind another door or the doors that have been slammed in my face in the past. Perhaps I believe I’m the fixer, and I can fix this as long as I hold on. Could it be that I feel there is a new path that just this once could work? I honestly don’t have an easy answer and maybe that is why I continue to stay in this confusion.