No, you don’t get it. I need it to be over. I need it to be over because I can’t take this anymore. Yes, I love Luke, and, yes, I wanted to marry Luke. But I didn’t want a life separate from Luke, and that’s all he could give me. I don’t want that. If I’m gonna be with Luke, I want to be with Luke, and he didn’t get it, and I waited. I mean, god, I waited. It’s like Luke is driving a car, okay, and I just want to be in the passenger’s seat. But he’s locked the door, and and so I have to hold onto the bumper, you know? I’m not even asking him to open the door for me. Just leave it unlocked and say, “come in.” But no, he didn’t do that, so I’m hanging onto the bumper, and life goes on, and the car goes on, and I get really badly bruised and hitting potholes. And it hurts. I mean, it hurts. So yesterday I had to let go of the bumper because it hurts too much. It hurts too much.