Pain doesn't prevent me from leaving.
You want to inflict pain? That's your business
I know something far worse than pain. It's indifference. Malaise. Callousness. A person forgotten. A bridge torched by an aimless. single matchstick with no fire brigade in sight for weeks.
It takes a lifetime to learn how to forget people.
When you know it's the right card to play, or the last card... you take the loss, till up the scorched earth, and build with some thicker walls. All things i can control, and cede no authority to anyone.
That's power. That's capability. That's freedom of mind and spirit.
That ability transforms your painful passion into knives crafted out of tinkertoys. Like picking up Twain, Ruffalo, or Hamill .. you'll leave no Mark here anymore.