fuck you

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You really go and message after what you did! Asking if it's possible if we can be friends again!? Like it was some silly fight and you didn't tell my mom my trauma and said that trans people are mentally ill! Destroyed a year's worth of mental health progress. Like you didn't cause me to relapse! Like you didn't make me feel like shit! And you have the fucking nerve to message me when I was making progress again. And ask me to tell my mother you're sorry! Like you have the right for me to talk about you to her after what you had done. You almost destroyed my friendly and healthy relationship with my mom. I tryed so fucking hard when we were friends. To keep you happy, to keep the our friendship stable, to not snap at you for the stupid shit you did, and said. When you constantly asked about my trauma, talked about disorders, and self destructive behavior. You never listened when I told I'm not the correct person to talk about those things with, because of my history of hurting myself, and told you to talk to a doctor, family, any medical professional that is better at handling that stuff.

You destroyed my mental health and put my physical health at risk. So I can't ever forgive you.

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