Misleading

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Dear, Wren

Something about the way you were so misleading, I thought you were a happy, smart, beautiful, amazing girl.

I was wrong. You were a, depressed, insane, beautiful, mess of a girl. I bet your voices would agree with me on that one.

The things I allowed just so we could be together but I ended up losing both of us.

Sometimes you were so misleading that I just didn't know what to believe. Like that time you lied about taking your medication, you kept talking and acting like you had taken your pills.

It confused me so much I believed you. I wish I could read your mind.

I didn't realize you were so misleading, you were just really pretty I guess. I swear that wasn't the only reason I loved you.

I know you would trick me, you thought I fell for it but I was secretly calling your therapist and telling them everything bad you were doing. Not taking your medication, harming yourself, so much more that I probably didn't even know of.

I remember you would come home so angry and confused, wondering how your therapist knew everything you were doing. I stayed quiet.

You went through five therapists until you gave up completely, I became your therapists.

"I'm always sad"

"I just want it to stop"

"All the voices yell at me"

I'm so sorry I couldn't help you.
I can't even help myself anymore.

Love, Wilbur










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