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Felt demotivated at the gym yesterday, and barely did four machines, with considerable space in-between, before just retiring to the tables even as Mom urged me to push myself. Had that whole issue with Jake weighing on my mind, but if I had told her that when she called me out for just giving up, she would have just told me for the millionth time just to let it go.

Managed to revise that planned file accordingly when we got back home. I'm glad I haven't sent it yet, after having already added two more paragraphs since I created it and with more details bound to surface further down the line. I'm still functional otherwise, but I do find myself going over the same stuff most of the time, wondering what Jake will have to say when I eventually do send it, and having to remind myself to keep my word about cutting him a break like I already failed to back in September, given how everything I had said both to him and here just recently only pissed him off further and further. (I might go ahead, though, if he states that that actually had more to do with his fear of further attempts to manipulate him, but I have reason to assume he already would have if that were the case.)