I don't think I got to say welcome back, Kitty, but glad to see you posting again. I felt an earnest yearning to just be free of this, of waiting and being patient yet being left in the dust again. There's a maturity in this, a desire to move ahead so that hope isn't crushed and in turn, becomes bitterness or hate. It's hard because this seems quite personal and emotional, like we can't always halt our own progress or happiness to keep giving this person more chances, more opportunities when they need to realize that themselves. You have a life, a purpose beyond this and this person perhaps keeps dragging you down, trying to give more and more reasons when there aren't.