Life is hard enough without being mistreated by people who claim to care about me. I am my own worst critic. I say mean things to myself in the mirror every single day. I have moments where I feel worthless, where I wonder whether I am a failure at heart. I don’t need someone like you to reinforce those ideas. I don’t need someone like you to convince me that my darkest thoughts are true — that I am unlovable, that I am not worth the time it takes to send a text back. Life is hard enough with my own inner voice. I don’t need someone like you to double my doubts.
Life is hard enough without wondering where I stand with someone. I deserve to know whether I am in a relationship or whether I am technically still single. I deserve to know whether you are planning on staying loyal to me or whether you are exploring with others. I deserve to know what part you’re playing in my life. I deserve to know what to expect from you.
Life is hard enough without you coming and going whenever you please. I don’t have the time to hang out with people who only associate with me when it is convenient for them. If I go out of my way to make plans with you, if I push other responsibilities to the back of my schedule to make time for you, then you better not cancel on me. I have other things I could do with my night aside from waiting for you. I could be spending extra hours at work. I could be spending time with friends who actually value my presence. There are a million other things that I re-prioritized to make room for seeing you, so don’t disrespect me by standing me up.
Life is hard enough without pointless drama and petty arguments. I don’t want someone in my world who is going to add stress to an already full plate. The only people I want to invite into my circle are the ones who will calm me down once work hours end, who will grab a drink with me on a whim, who will show up when I call. I don’t need mixed signals to interpret or mean words to replay in my head before bed. I don’t need more unanswered questions. I don’t need more to worry about. I already have enough to handle.
Life is hard enough without your sad excuse for love. It’s not love when you disappear from my sight for days on end without an explanation. It’s not love when you say one thing and do another. It’s not love when you refuse to stay in one place, refuse to give me what I need, refuse to put a label on our relationship. It’s not love when you treat me like an afterthought rather than the first thought you have in the morning.
Life is hard enough without you. I don’t need you around to complicate things even further. I don’t need you to make my stress even worse.