Some of the deepest wounds come from inconsistency. Not knowing where you stand, not knowing what's real, not knowing which version of them you're going to get. It keeps you in a constant state of trying to figure things out. After a while, you don't just lose clarity about them—you lose clarity about yourself. You start adjusting, second-guessing, waiting for things to make sense instead of recognizing that they never did. And the hardest part isn't what they did it's realizing how long you stayed in something that only made you feel uncertain.