Gabrielle

It had all been said in one form or another…She could not give me what I
wanted of her. There was nothing I could do to make her what she would not be.
And the truly terrible part was this: she really didn’t want anything of
me!
She was asking me to come because she felt the obligation to do so.  Pity,
sadness — maybe those were also reasons.  But what she really wanted was to be
free.

(The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice)
she sounds a lot like me…
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