We agreed to meet in person to see what could be salvaged. We set out walking from our respective homes, coming face to face in front of a convenience store.
We sat on the curb. She told me my strengths, virtues, and social life made her feel insecure. She described how her insecurities and desire for attention caused her to lash out at me. "I wanted to hurt you," she admitted. "Honey," I scoffed back, "we're long past the point where you can hurt me. All you can do now is annoy me."