It's hard to think I was the toxic person. I was that horrible leech that sucked life out of you. It took you leaving me for good to understand that. Even though I had already known it and acknowledged it continuously. Every time I did, you refused. You stayed. You corrected me into thinking I wasn't that person. You did this for two years. And then one day you said we weren't going to talk anymore. My world came crashing down and I had to become Atlas and hold it up. By myself. I now know that I was that horrible person you cut out of your life. It still hurts, but no one is here to make it better. To correct me. To help me through this. It just goes to show that all of those toxic people in life, they may or may not know it. The key is to make sure they do so they can change. You did. You forced me to change. If I didn't change, I'd be dead. I appreciate you leaving me. I hope life is treating you better than it was when you met me.