i wish i could let you go. i wish i could just release my hands and let you go. you're probably happy somewhere. or dead, it doesn't really matter anymore. i'll never see you again, i'm sure. but you just had to leave your mark on me. forever gracing my stupid fucking life with people staring in pity when they find out everything done to me. nothing i ever deserved. an entire life condemned to "survivor," "victim," "you're so strong," "it gets better," and because of what? i hurt your little feelings and you decided that my life just wasn't worth it anymore? to anyone? and then worse, you not only put your hands on me. you decided that you'd double down and try to rape me too. because begging you to stop and get off me wasn't enough. like i wasn't doing your alcoholic ass a favor by watching OUR DOG while you left him alone to drink and piss in the street. but you don't remember so no one really cares right. just me. and you "apologized" for trying to kill me so. no one cares. right?