Thank you, Sir.

I suppose you think I need rescuing. That I am like a bird in a cage, in need of assistance. Let me disabuse you.

I am not so fragile. I am not inclined to dramatics or hysterics, like some females I know. I do not bemoan my existence, falling to my knees to beggar myself before the Almighty, wailing “Why me?” like a confused samaritan. My tendencies are not such.

Instead, I am determined. I am cold and I am heartless. What you feel is pity, and I feel no particular emotions about your condescension.

Please, refrain. Direct your energies and affaires of a more delicate nature to a more worthy corner. I do not sympathise, for indeed I cannot.

Thank you, sir, for your consideration. I am most heartened.

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