I cannot stand when communication is built on lies, omissions, hints, manipulations, obfuscation, devaluation, or shifting focus—when directness is not the goal but a tool; when closeness is not a bond but a trick; when one person uses another while the other believes they are loved; when openness is seen as weakness and the pursuit of openness as intrusive; when collaboration is a temporary inconvenience rather than a belief in shared effort; when unnecessary words are spoken at the most convenient times; and necessary ones are postponed for better days. When two waves collide in this way, it’s not an overlap but a decay. It’s the rusting of souls. This is mutual torment, and if someone finds profit in it and seeks it, that person deserves loneliness.