i couldn't remove my chair from that table. does anyone else feel this way? i promised myself i would leave whenever it stopped giving me peace. but no matter what i do, my feet won't move. my hands refuse to let go of its backrest. is it the table? or the person sitting with me? no matter how hard i try, i can't leave because my heart feels trapped, refusing to let me go. if only i could walk away in a blink. but it's not that simple. maybe i was born a people pleaser-too afraid to leave. because deep down all i want is to be loved.