Dear ex,
I wish I didn't hate you. Because hating you is still allowing you to have a hold on me. I wish I didn't have flashbacks to the bull you put me through. I wish I could have a more normal relationship with the guy that I have loved for years, even before you. But you put me through hell and I regret lettin you in. I regret letting you into my life and even the slightest bit to into my heart and so much more. You took away parts of me I still can't get back. I hate using the word abuse because I know people have been through worse but that's what it was. You manipulated, you coerced. you played on my emotions. You've made it hard to be open with people and that may never change.
Hope you are proud of breaking me.
But it's fine. Because he will help put me back together. I will be stronger. And you will still be the same piece of shit that I was too blind to see.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Memories
RandomFrom letters to my, to notes from my darkest times with anxiety and depression and finding out who my real friends are going into adulthood.
