The Thoughts Behind it All

You

You destroyed me. Every time I tell you I'm not doing well, it's because of you. You broke me down and changed me for the worse. Yet, I'm obligated to love you. I have no way to object to the trauma you've put me through. You made me anxious, you made me hurt, you are the reason I went from the cheery kid I was to this.

But when you ask me "Anything I can do?" I can't help but think, can you travel back 7 years? Can you quit your bad habit before you even start? Can you get help before you screw me over? Can you go back and fix the kid you broke? And I know that you can't. I know that there is no way for you to fix me. You can't glue the pieces back together perfectly. No, because of you, I will forever be a broken vase with missing pieces. I will forever be something shoved into a closet and hidden because you can't part with it, but why should you display it?

So to answer your question of if there is anything you can do, there isn't.

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4/30/2024