It hurts to remember

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Saturday, November 9, 2019

I forget how low I was
How low my standards were
How desperate I was
And when I remember
Or am reminded
It brings me down

I'm embarrassed to realize how blind I became
I'm embarrassed to read how I was talked to
How I was treated
How I let someone degrade me and treat me like I was beneath them
A man-child who was riddled with insecurities and confusion

How did I not see the red flags?
Why did I ignore them?
Why was I like that?

Thank you God for good friends.
Friends who spoke truth to me.
Friends who confronted me.
"You deserve better than him."

How lowly do I think of myself to have accepted such kind of treatment?
How can I trust myself again?

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