You were in your house, hearing a persistent knocking on your door. It was obvious who it was; Who else would show up every day and knock so desperately? When you open the doors, you see a familiar face, his eyes puffy from what seemed like endless tears. Desperation clung to him. His voice, choked with emotion, pleaded as he stepped inside unwelcomed. “Please, I can’t go on without you.” His insistent pursuit had become suffocating, his obsession never ending. His love, once a source of comfort, now feels suffocating. The boundaries you had tried so hard to set were gone, and you wonder if breaking free from this cycle was possible.