<span style="color: #404040">"whatever you say dear."</span>she smiled and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"I'm sure he or she will be."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b35900">"at what point does my actual suffering outweigh he 'good intentions' of the people who are hurting me and shouldn't i be the one to decide where that line is? you think i have any choice in this? what the fuck does that even mean? i can't just close my eyes and decide that Nyaka didn't gut me and kill my baby, she did and i have to live with that. the same goes for every other horrible thing that has rendered me spiteful, hateful and suicidal and that makes me unfit to be around an innocent child."</span>Ibara shook her head and looked into the fireplace.<span style="color: #b35900">"it won't be even one extra second."</span>she shook her head and frowned.<span style="color: #b35900">"at least you recognize and admit that it's just a coping mechanism... I'm sure you would find someone else to focus on." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>