I was advised, recently, not to burn my bridges. This is good advice.

However, in this particular situation, I am awfully tired of being the fireman all the time. I am tired of embers burning my skin, yet still forcing a smile. Oh no, I’m fine. That’s what you have to keep saying. Oh yeah, we all see that huge elephant over there but we’re not allowed to talk about it

I’m tired. I’m tired of looking at the phone and seeing that, again, no calls. Will I cave and call? Or will you call and pretend nothing happened? I’m not sure I can live with either resolution. Perhaps it is time for this bridge to come down. Maybe there is another way to ford this stream.