Some relationships are meant to last forever, and some relationships are meant to give us lessons.
My love for you is both incredibly simple and complex at the same time.
I wish I could explain why I woke up to a light that burnt out unexpectedly, to a numbness from my past that I didn’t think could return.
He left me with the belief that I was defective, that in some way I was broken because my father didn’t love me.
Facing trauma is hard, but what’s even harder is admitting to the world that you weren’t always a good person and that your actions resulted in someone else’s suffering.
Most of all, I want to say thank you.
I hope you’ll forgive me.
Letting go meant admitting you weren’t the man I thought you were. Letting go meant I had given myself to someone who didn’t deserve me. It took me way too long to leave, but I did. It was one of the hardest but best things I ever did.
You have to let someone take care of you sometimes.
You are the kind of guy who would listen to me rant for hours and when I apologized, told me, “You don’t need to apologize. If you need someone to talk to, I’m happy to be that person.”