“Maybe you’re stoking the flames instead of putting them out.” I laugh, my voice whistling through my lungs on weak breaths. “God, what the fuck does that even mean?” He shrugs. “Well, sometimes when you vent, people egg you on, you know? Tell you how shitty the other person is, and then before you know it, everyone’s dragging someone and being furious. But sometimes you vent, and the other person just tells you that your feelings are valid, and then you start processing how to move on.”
