The obvious question: If you share a room with hate, why not simply leave?
So we learn to breathe in the same room. We set boundaries. We build sub-rooms. We document, report, and occasionally scream into a pillow. And when it becomes too much, we step outside, close the door, and remind ourselves that the room is not the whole world. There are other rooms. There is fresh air. There is a life beyond .
For some, this is not a meeting. This is a marriage. A custody arrangement. A lifelong business partnership. A sibling relationship.