Yeah. There is this in Alone in a Crowded life

That I completely avoid seeing you because I know it leads no where good.

That I’m currently invested somewhere that potentially is a futile end. That you let your mother talk to me, talk about your daughter that way? Yeah. Probably not going to work.

Maybe I’m too used to being single. To owning my own destiny. To getting help when needed. This owning my own life that YOU can’t seem to do.

Maybe it’s all this. And a little more.