Words. in The Story of Me; 2018

  • May 15, 2018, 4:17 p.m.
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Of course you think Julie is the mastermind behind all of this because for the last 12 years (I started altering that a couple years ago) I have done what you asked or told, I got permission for things I could do on my own, you said jump and I asked how high…

But not any more. Those countless times I told you I was done, THIS is what that meant. I’m done with you and I’m more than fucking done with your mind games. You do not get to hurt me anymore. And I will do everything in MY power so you never hurt the littles again.

The decisions that have been made, have been my own. Because I can breathe again, I smile more, think more, laugh more, and love harder. I’m breaking apart the mold you put around me and being myself again.

You no longer have any power over me and your attempts to hold on, to pull me back in, won’t work. Its also a bit pathetic. Pull yourself together and man the fuck up. Or not. I could care less.


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