Jaded.
Perhaps I’ve been taught, or perhaps I’ve learnt. But for whatever it is, I am far too afraid, too insecure, and too unsporting to leave anything to chance. I’m far too delusional to accept that this is the most I can do, but far too pragmatic to see that what I want is what’s before me. Some say it’s irresponsibility; some say it’s paranoia. But I say it’s security. For my own sake this time, to choose to leave before another leaves me.