I should’ve fought harder for me.
I should’ve stood up and fought for myself.
I should’ve fought for my worth, my smile, my peace of mind, and my happiness.
I should’ve not let it get this far to where I don’t feel like me anymore.
I should’ve never let it get to the point that I felt without you, I was nothing.
I’m starting to understand it. I should’ve loved myself first, so no one could ever walk in and do what they did to me. I should’ve loved myself first so that the first red flag or sign, I would have run as fast as I could because I knew I didn't deserve these certain situations.
I should’ve loved myself first, so that I wouldn’t have found myself in a situation, begging and pleading for another human being to love me and respect me, and not abuse me. I should’ve loved myself, but I didn’t. I became so reliant on you for everything that had to do with me.
I don’t regret it, though as much pain, as I am in right now, and from the trauma you left me with, I don’t regret you or anything that we went through. I should’ve done better by me for me. I should’ve loved myself first and fought for me harder.
Concrete Angle
You will get through this.
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