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When Intimacy Dies

Dead cactus slumped in a small pot on a pale background, symbolizing iwhen intimacy dies through neglect, emotional distance, and withheld care.
It lived exactly as intended.

I bought a cactus to practice intimacy. It thrived on neglect, resented touch, and punished affection. When it finally died, I felt relieved. At last, a relationship where neither of us had to pretend growth meant happiness, compromise, or water. Even grief felt optional and nobody sent flowers or questions.

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The preceding is satire. Straight up, Skippy. No warranties are expressed or implied. For life advice, try a professional. For investment tips, try a dart board. For salvation, the gentleman in the robe has been handling that portfolio for 2,000 years.