I'm coming to the place where I have to make the "big talk". I need to let Scott know that this can't go on like it is. I can't fucking afford it and we're not even fucking, so there is really no point for all this. I hate having to do it, although I imagine subconsciously I set these situations up so I *have* to confront them. Personal growth maybe? Who knows? All I know is that at the moment I have a parasitic growth. I'll have to build up my courage.
