Isak Wants

to Leave

How does it feel to be told you are no longer wanted?

Upsetting, obviously, but what about confusing, irritating, heartbreaking? Did you see it coming, or did it hit you where it hurts, like a right-foot volley struck from close range?

And how do you respond to it? With denial, perhaps? By pleading for another chance? By lashing out or breaking down, with a reluctant acceptance and a sad letting go, or by gripping on with everything you have?