I think this was the easiest part, because finally I got to say goodbye to some of the pain I had been holding onto. I got to try and start again. I had finally met new friends and gotten a wonderful support system. People cared about me, they showed me that. I felt needed and wanted and loved. I was never giving that up ever again. I WAS important. I WAS special. I WAS loved. And I wouldn't let him make me feel any differently. It was time for him to go. He had to leave. I had to grow an learn who I really was. To find me trapped under all of my hated and lied and dirt. I needed to be able to turn a bad situation into a good situation. And I did.
YOU ARE READING
This is MINE
IgaztörténetThere are three sides to every story, your side, my side and the truth, which some proclaim is a mixture if yours and mine. This however isn't your story, it isn't your time, and these aren't your feelings and thoughts, they're mine.
