I haven’t posted in a while. It seems I’ve been missed, judging by the traffic I’m getting.
I haven’t fucking been okay. I’m never actually going to be okay.
I’m just stuck here in hell. I try to fight, but it gets me nowhere. No one is listening. No one will look at the evidence. No one will pay attention to any of it. No one cares.
No one cares what this has done to me or what it continues to do to me. No one cares how much this has destroyed me. No one in this world gives a fuck about what happens to me.
Death would be kinder than the excuse for a life I have been left with.
Dave, you did this to me. The complete destruction of a human being. Do you enjoy it? Destroying the person who was so good to you? Are you getting off on it?
Good for you. I’m so glad you have everything while I’ve been stripped of even the smallest respite from the horrors of it all. You always get away with it. You make them look bad and make them out to be something they’re not, just to save your own ass so you can keep hurting people.
Look at what you’ve done. I hope it haunts you at night like it haunts me. All those nights I spent holding you and telling you it was okay, that you were so loved and that you should forgive yourself. All the times I built you up when you were down. Everything I did for you.
I know you’re alone at night now, with just yourself. No one is there holding you. No one is taking care of you. I hope you’re feeling it. I am certainly feeling it. You son of a bitch. I hope it haunts you.
Look what you’ve done to me. Me. I never fucking hurt you, and you destroyed everything in me. I hope it hurts you that you did that to me. Of all fucking people, me. I was the one. You owed me more than that.
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