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I am not done.
And no, I am not okay.

It's like you found a way to subconsciously dole out your latent hostility toward men 

for what was done to you 

through the thinly camouflaged veneer of socially acceptable cat and mouse/lil girl games.

I told you years ago:

I am not your whipping boy.

I am not your punching bag.

You wanna go your own way?

Go.

This?

This will not work like this.

Now is the time to avoid a big mistake.

The thing that cracks me up is?

You wouldn't be the least bit happy with a whipping boy/punching bag either.

It's the last thing on earth you would want.

Because you know it wouldn't work either.