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@cardenvondraken
How it feels to be told you have no empathy by someone who never showed you any.
Being highly reactive to anything you don’t like or understand isn’t a lack of empathy on my part, you fucking child.
Bold of you to shit-talk me when I’m the one who developed symptoms of having dealt with narcissistic abuse. But I guess that explains why. The real irony is that you will never change because you only surround yourself with drug-addled sycophants and people you’ve made too scared to disagree with you.
Best thing that came out of this is that I finally was able to break the hold you had on me for over a decade so I can finally move on and become who I’m supposed to be.
Now hurry up and get the fuck out of my state.
All the venom you spit to tarnish my name only proves that you never bothered to know my heart.
I remember having to make so many apologies to you for not wanting to live anymore and reaching out for your help. I kept it to myself eventually and got punished for that too. Yes. I’ll own that I left you crying that time. It was because I was so emotionally numb from fighting with you that I couldn’t even laugh or cry myself, but that always gets left out of your victim complex narrative. No one else is allowed to be hurt. Just you! At least I wasn’t scrolling reels on my phone and told you “Sounds like mental illness” the morning after you had a mental breakdown and were thinking of the best way to kill yourself. It’s really fucking telling that my therapist can quote you verbatim after I only give her the bare bones of your personality. I finally walked away because I was tired of you making my struggles about yourself and ignoring any good I tried to do when you were mad at me. I tried talking it out with you. You were “livid” after my first fucking sentence. I ACKNOWLEDGED YOUR FEELINGS AND APOLOGIZED MULTIPLE TIMES FOR HOW I WAS MAKING YOU FEEL, despite all your accusations to the contrary. I made a specific point to do it because I always strived to be the best I could for you and to love you the best I was able.
I was never good enough and you couldn’t wait for us to fall apart so you could spiral again. You’re addicted to the drama. Just like you’re addicted to self-harming behaviour. How long did you wait to go buy another vape? Or is it back to cigarettes this time?
I still dream about you, but I’m over this. I can’t ever stop loving you (I’ve been fucking trying), but the toll it takes on me is too much. I’m not your past men. You always put me on their level. But I’m not an abusive asshole. I wasn’t “playing” you. The fuck did you even have to offer me? Being with you was the peak of stress and inconvenience and yet I was still willing to push through because I wanted you so bad. But your callous nature any time something didn’t align with how you thought it should be and your temper tantrums when I dared to tell you no, made it no longer worth it. So have fun trashing me. I know you’ll get a lot of emotional mileage telling half the story to anyone who will listen.
Call me “cruel” all you want, but I’ve been done with cruelty since I was in my 20s. If I had half a mind to be cruel to you, you wouldn’t even dare to speak my name again. You’ve experienced ACTUAL cruelty at the hands of others. How fucking dare you even think to compare me to them? You want to see the face of cruelty? Take off all that makeup and CLEAN YOUR FUCKING MIRROR.
May our paths never cross. May our hearts never touch. If you still care, don’t ever let me know.
Never Again.
You're gonna watch me ascend
The time for mourning is over. I have swallowed the moon and the sun and now it’s time for revenge.
I no longer know who I am outside of mourning who I could have been.
what kind of person do you have to be to see someone complaining about summer and go "what the fuck? this cannot stand. time to express my incredibly mainstream opinion in the most hostile and insulting way imaginable. sweat my steed and sunburn my blade"
like... august isn't going to fuck you.
If I could turn back time and do it over
I'd hold onto what's mine and never
Look at this road that I'm on
That I've been walking down for so long
I wish I'd known what I know now
Things could be different if I'd have known how
If I'd have known how
(Things could be different, things could be different)
It's never enough, no matter what I do
It's never good enough for you