But let’s be serious. She DID slide pretty far off the tracks at one point in her life.I was ready for anything. At least that’s what I told mysel.... The other night when she melted down, I think I melted down further. I’m supposed to be the quintessential young white American male, all about testosterone and shit, and that’s not supposed to happen.Except when it does. I found myself back in my high school English class, studying poetry, and I found myself morphing from Robert W. Service to. Monogamy? What is it that you want? It’s been far too much about what Jill wants ... I think that you should ... and must stand up for yourself. Don’t let her fucking gaslight you, as she used to do to me. Jill, honey, you really need to fucking work on yourself here and stop pressuring Karen to do things for you that she hates.“Jill, you once gave me an ultimatum, so here’s mine. You can either, one, get an abortion, some kind of professional help, and try to work with Karen on how to resolve. ‘No. I’m not going to leave you anywhere. I’ll always be here.’ He said, holding her as gently as he could, mindful of her injury. After changing the bandage he declared her fit to travel. He broke one of the yellow pills in half and gave it to her with an antibiotic and began repacking. She saw he had sewn the straps of her pack back together sometime during her sleep. When she tried to grab her pack he stopped her quickly. ‘No, not yet. Nowhere near yet. You need to let that heal before you. Eventually the situation stabilised and we reverted to normal duties. I knew I was just a number being used. I needed to get a normal life.Declan, my former tutor at the Tech, sent me a letter. He asked me to call in to his office, as he had an enquiry that he thought would suit me. I phoned him. He told me one of his mates in Northern Ireland Railways had told him they would be looking for engineering staff in the next few months. I got on the bike and went to see him. The railways were.