I used to be stupid. I would cash in my pride like arcade tickets, only able to pick from the cheapest of prizes. Selling my dignity on the weekends like a reoccurring flea market. Never made a dime and more was taken than I ever had to offer, but ****, I sure had his attention so I figured I'd stay broke. It wasn't until after I had become his preferred choice of currency that I realized how broke I was. But you can't take somebody to court and demand they return what they stole from you when you know the judge won't find any evidence. I stayed silent when my case was thrown out and my request for a restraining order against my feelings was denied. So **** it, I fired my lawyer and defended myself. I never needed a courtroom to settle things anyway. It was a quiet victory, but I hope to god it was screaming in your head.