It's hard to think about my stupidity, why did I stay that long? Why didn't I get help? Why did I let fear take over my sanity?. Did it really have to take a whole year to finally have the strength to say "I can't take it no more". Though I still think of you. The trauma never ends. Certain things I hate to flash back to. It took my all to get rid of feeling your presence around me. My room is still filled with moments whereby you had me in pain. Each time I regret the day I laid my eyes on you, the day I let you inside my world, the day I let you take advantage of my kindness...the list goes on. It's hard for me to move on, and gain what you have taken from me. I hate that you loved me that hard. I abhore that you left me with memories to rewind to. You had me wish you were dead. You had me wish I would die. You had me...