I cannot understand how this feeling still exists.
I stress on the "how" as the "why" could have
some answers to it; but the "how"...
I can't seem to have any answer for that.
Despite everything (and everything was bad enough)
it's still there in its purest form... a bit like kryptonite?
Yeah, it weakens me at times.
I think the healthiest way is to admit it and move on.
I like to move it move it!