I was what, 13? 14? Going through the angsty new teen years. I was struggling a bit. I had been for a few years by then. But that was nothing compared to what would follow or even now. So yeah. I added you. And it all began. You came for me ready to rip my throat out and stab my heart and ruin every fiber of my being. But that part comes later. For now it was about meeting you. Being trapped by you. That one night probably around the same time as it is now, I made a choice that has followed me from being a young, naive teen to an adult who is completely broken by you. And I see no future of myself being fixed or healed.











