to give a fuck or to not give a fuck, that is the question

it's almost gotten to the point where i don't care what happens to her and possibly him. all of those complications in the past were so trivial and minimal. no one knew, it was just my imagination and slowly i started turning crazy and i hated them both. but right now, i'm at a crossroads where i couldn't care less, or could care less (i know the former is grammatically correct, but that's not the point). my point is, i either have that potential to not give a fuck or to still care so much about her. i'm worried about her. it's not that i still love her, not that kind of candlelight romance love, but the "i got your back"-kinda love. i guess it's a good thing, i'm making progress. the thing is, i must lose contact with them. it sounds good right? they've already started to disappear slowly but surely. i don't know what the point of this blog is really. only that i've made progress. maybe i'm just hoping that she reads this.