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HELMER: Darling, I'd work night and day for you. I'd endure starvation, agony. But no man sacrifices his honour for the one he loves.
NORA: Hundreds of thousands of women do just that.

HELMER: You're talking like a child. You don't understand the society you live in.
(After infantilising her the whole time? No wonder.)
NORA: You're right: I don't. But I'm going to find out - which of us is right, society or me.
HELMER: Nora, you're ill. You're delirious. I think you're raving.
NORA: I've never felt better. My mind's never been clearer.

NORA: I've other obligations, just as sacred.
HELMER: Of course you haven't. What obligations?
NORA: To myself.
HELMER: You're a wife, a mother. They come first.
NORA: I don't think so, now. Not any more. I think that first I'm a human being, the same as you.

Because a life with Joaquin isn't comfortable. It's a life of stress, of watering myself down, burying my needs. Burying me.
And I'd be lying if I said that's what I truly want.
I'm not a good person just because some guy wants to date me, or some rando on the internet loves the way I think. I'm not a bad person just because everyone's decided I'm too much.
I'm just me.

But I don't want to go back to how things were this morning.
Pining and weak, convincing myself that if Joaquin could just love me, I'd stop feeling so fucking unhinged. Domesticate me, babe-like my whole life would be worthwhile if I had a popular boyfriend, if I could be desired.
What if I don't want that, though?
What if I don't want him?