I hate the loss of relationships, even the ones that are unhealthy for me. You spend time, months, even years working on building something that you believe will last a life time. And then one day, through trial, error and deception everything that was this intimate, secure foundation is obliterated before your very eyes and you suddenly find yourself standing in a heap of rubble and desolation. If war is hell, then the destruction of a loving relationship is the first door leading to the waiting room of Hades. Cursed be the disillusionment of a lonely heart.