Instead I'm sitting here in disgust telling myself "I told you so". The rage is hitting hard, it's wounding my heart. I loved you. I was faithful to you. I devoted myself to you. I hate you! I can't even look at you! I want to vomit at all the thoughts about you. I told myself over and over again that I should have left you the moment I found out you were fucking around all while I was in depression after losing YOUR baby! I cannot believe that I continued this heartache for a slight chance that we could work things out. 💔 I don't regret things often.
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