i gave everything i had to luke. i trusted him with everything. frankly, i trusted him more than i trusted myself.

i would be more comfortable with luke having my body than myself having my body, because i don't take care of myself.

luke practically owned me, and at this point he could snap his fingers like thanos and i would turn into dust. he could either fix me, or break me.

unfortunately, there was always something off about my relationship with luke.