Sunday Solitude - a letter (part of the closure)
I lost myself loving you, and I lost myself receiving your love. At a time I was most vulnerable, alone, in my darkest place, you took me in. Things were good. No things were great. Our friendship started out great. Somewhere down the line my vulnerability became your playground and did you ever play with me. Manipulate, control, just some of things. I blame myself for allowing me to stay so long, in the name of love. I had to admit to myself that I was in a friendship that was toxic, unhealthy, and this was signs that this relationship had run its course. Saying goodbye was the hardest decision I had to make, but what was even harder was watching myself, my true being, what was left of me, being withered away, only to be good enough for you… a goal I knew I could never achieve. I let you go because it’s best for me and best for you. I am grateful for the good moments, and the things you’ve done for me. I am thankful for the ugly moments, years later they have taught and continue to teach me lessons in compassion, empathy, love and self-worth. My wish for you is to find peace within yourself.