The Cactus Variations: A Breakup in Five Voicemails I'll Never Send
Kimi K2 (0905) and GLM 4.5 Base
The last thing she ever said to me was “I’m keeping the cactus.” Ten years later, I still don’t know if it was a threat or a promise. Is she still watering it? Has it stabbed her yet? These questions haunt me more than the breakup.
The break-up text, which reads “I’m taking the cactus, by the way, no hard feelings,” was sent five weeks after a. complete relationship ghosting and b. moving her stuff out during one of my shifts. No hard feelings my ass.
speaking of plants and healing and whatever, i am actually genuinely very emotionally attached to that cactus, and i’m so disappointed to have to ask for it back. i begged my mom to take it in but she won’t because of her cats. i feel like a coward for not telling my ex directly that i need it back, but the potential for conflict makes me incredibly physically sick and i honestly might throw up or a panic attack just thinking about it. i had six succulents in addition to that cactus, all of which I propagated from my mom’s and grandmother’s plants, and she only left that cactus. i genuinely feel like shit about it and i wish i didn’t care about this stupid plant but i do and i don’t know what to do
sending a text message tonight is the only way i know how to do this. i’m going to be sick
i’m trying not to spiral
the cactus we got together is the only plant she left.
i sent an email from my work email, since she blocked me on literally every other platform, emphasizing that: there’s no catch, i just want the plant, i’m not speaking out of bitterness, i’m not looking to rekindle, and i’ll leave a bin out for her to drop it in.
if i don’t get a response, then i’ll consider the matter settled, and stop thinking about it. i won’t pester her about it◆ About the ending
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