There he is
Some say he is stuck, he should move on.
Of course, they don’t actually say that to his face.
The truth…
The familiar, as bad as it may be, is preferred above change. The anxiety of the uncertain.
Also…
Holding onto the past and the pain, remaining there…it serves to create purpose.
Even if imagined. The thought of all that struggle being for naught is too devastating to consider.
So there he is. Respected and pitied at the same time.
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