Floating in s**t water for too long gets comfortable - feels scarier to leave and head to an unknown future than to stay in the almost certain continuation of floating in s**t. How it’s hard to celebrate when there’s such guilt. The inauthenticity and breakdowns in communication that existed, how they ultimately led to my realization of discontent, and then finally that I didn’t have to stay if I didn’t want to. We all have a choice. It is usually not easy. But it’s your own responsibility.