And eventually you succeeded. And yet your triumph had already begun to badly smell, far before you reached your personal victory. But you couldn't let it go.
Giving up meant losing face, your respectable reputation, revealing to the whole world your real petty falsehood... And you could not do it: because you always present yourself as a vassal of an honour, which, in reality, you have never known. A small petty thief since your childhood.
A German saying states: "Was Hänschen nicht lernt, lernt Hans nimmermehr!": if someone doesn't learn something at a young age, he won't ever learn it! Sooo true!
And here you are now victorious, indeed.
While I realised I was embarking in a long war. I had all the rights and the proper papers to demonstrate them. But at what price? I have a good life, I have all I need, now. Why embitter my existence dealing with such a cheap thug like you and ruin my life?
This in any case was going to be a Pyrrhic victory. And I preferred to concede you this achievement. Because a Pyrrhic victory, in spite of the success, in reality it cries out the deep moral failure that one has undergone to reach it.
Life will take care of you. And karma will ask you for the bill with interest!
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