I get it. She promised to catch you and let you fall to almost certain death, then complained for her suffering and inconvenience. You deserved better. That's me. I'm better. I'm the one the universe sent to bring you home. I am the best emotional safety net there is.
I will be your emotional safety net no matter the cost. That's how I love. I only have the one mode - full on. Others that have nuances or caveats... I can't comprehend it as anything other than cowardice. I am strong. I stay. I will catch you as you are there to catch me.
A mirage is innocent enough unless it promises to be a safety net. If you are real and the other is smoke, if you are there to catch them no matter the personal cost... and they let you fall and shrug at your broken bones, indifferent to your suffering, complaining because you can no longer catch them... then they are a mirage. As painful as it is to see it, it's far less painful than having your bones ground to powder and snorted for their pleasure.