mary/beau.
All right. I'm trying to get my life back on track. Which means it needs to be on my terms. I appreciate the occasional loan of the couch, but if I let myself lean on people too much, I lose a lot of that motivation, or call it the remaining shreds of my pride.
Besides that, you have your own life and it's not my place to intrude on it anymore. You can't tell me Jack would be fine with your ex living on your couch. Or if he says he is, he's lying for your benefit. Believe me, I enjoy being surrounded by people, but I'm not ready for it on a regular basis.
And now I'm too depressed to be flippant. And I've got to get back to flipping burgers.