It’s hard to watch someone you love be trapped in a reoccurring, toxic cycle.
When they get their feet out of the water, they slip on the liquid they dispersed when they popped the bubble, and fall right back into the hell hole.
You want to shake them.
You want to scream into their hearts: “You are great. You are loved. You deserve to be adored.”
Promises are made for things to get better, and they do for a while. But only until something triggers another insensitive comment and the tears start streaming time and time again.
There is no escaping a toxic relationship without extreme force and an instant of clarity.
All it takes is one spot of hope to motive action to be taken.
And if you miss that chance, you are fed straight back into your neverending, lifeless fate.