“I’m sorry if I’m too pushy sometimes : ( I’m bad at showing my feelings, I’m sure you’ve noticed. but I truly do love you & it did really hurt when you said those things about no one being able to love you…. I know you’ve probably heard this a thousand times over, but that’s just not true. you’re pretty & vvvvv lovable you stupid.”
you never loved me. never. you never did. you lied to me. ******, why did you do this to me?
you would always tell me “this is the last time i’ll make you do anything like this”
but it was never the last time, was it? it was never the last carving, never the last burn, it was never the last time.
i hate you. i hate you i hate you i hate you.
fuck you, ******. i love you, but a version of you that doesn’t exist. i love the person you pretended to be.
i am the burden of this household. the post-traumatic, dysfunctional, irritable, dissociative, depressing burden of my family.
“Ours were false relationships from the very beginning in which we were targeted, exploited and betrayed.”
– Donna Anderson, LoveFraud