Okay, M. Here it is. The tough love part. I don't think you're done yet. I think you want to be; you want to be immune to his charm and personality. But you're not yet, and I'm telling you, you're not going anywhere until you are. There's something magical about Ben; and I say that from a very honest place. I wasted six and a half years with him. I know how hard it can be to cut ties. It's just something in your tone and words. I'm sorry that you have to go through this and that he appears to have not changed at all. But if this continues, I promise you, one day you'll wake up and that french toast will be sitting there. And you'll walk right past it, pack your bags, and never look back. It's a wonderful feeling, and when you're ready, IF you're ready, we'll move somewhere warm and fabulous, meet cowboy twins, and be neighbors, and friends, for life.
Call me if you need me. I'm always here.
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