Each day, it can’t get worse than this. I’ve gotten as low as I could. But then the ground opens up again and swallows me further. You put me there. You dug my grave, you buried me alive. You keep throwing your bullshit at me. More lies, more truths. I’ve been screaming for a long time. I found anger that I never knew I had. An anger that I learned from you.
I felt like nothing could make it better. There was no explanation, nothing to help me understand how and why you did all of this. You chose this. You hurt me every day, with your words, with your actions. Each day that you didn’t tell me of your betrayal. Two years of my life based on an illusion. I felt robbed. Like someone had stolen my time and energy, stolen my love. I gave you...