One year today, it was my last time seeing them almost everyday
It was m last time of suffering for a little while
It's been a year since I decided I couldn't deal with them anymore
I stopped trying and decided to quit
And my fucking god that's the best decision I've made in a long time
I'm a much happier person
They made me think I wasn't important at all
But I am
I am important
I don't need them in my life
I never did
I'm proud of myself to say I quit
I don't cry anymore and beg my mother to let me stay home so I don't have to suffer
Well the suffering is over
I'm much happier
