My gaze narrows on him. I think I take back every positive thing I said about his encouragement and praise. It’s starting to drive me insane. It stops me from backing out and quitting, and as much as I need it, I don’t want it. I want to give up like a baby, maybe even throw a tantrum, but I know he won’t let me get away with that.
Holy fuck I’m disliking her more and more.
