It is exhausting watching some people try to even the score in a game they care nothing about.
In the end, you end up with two people who are bruised, hurting and nowhere to go with their anger. The sad and wasted energy to progress no further than watching what used to work, but does not anymore.
Can this be all there is after so many years of duking it out and rolling with the punches? Maybe at another time, years earlier, or another stage of life, I would have used all my energy to fight back, yet again. But, now I am realizing that winning can be more painful than losing and acceptance more difficult than both.
Healing is much more productive even if harder to achieve.