My face scrunches in disgust. It’s not my job to have sympathy for someone who enacts violence against another person. It’s not up to me to fix him or talk to him. I’m so tired of having to compromise myself to make other people comfortable. I’m not doing it anymore, definitely not with Max. What’s crystal clear is that Max isn’t going to stop, and standing by and doing nothing is not acceptable. Maybe it never was, but I thought in the past that if I left him alone, he’d leave me alone too, which is naïve because it’s the same as pretending the problem doesn’t exist.
