I realize now that it has been a year nearly to the day when I went no contact from you. My heart is still broken. But it’s been breaking since the very first time you hurt me. And each time after. And you know the things you did. I’m still trying to process and heal from all the emotional & mental damage you caused.
I still have all these virtual things of our times together, too. I don’t know what to do with them. And I don’t look at them. I don’t listen. But they haunt me. You haunt me. I can’t even look at that girl. I don’t know who she was. I was lost and in hell. You made my life hell and on purpose. See, that’s the part that really gets me. It’s hard to wrap my mind around the fact that you are a sociopath. Others are coming to see.
You nearly destroyed me in those 4 years.
I guess when you think you love a devil, the devil will change. Empaths want to change the world, nurture it, give it love. Tame it. Free it. Love it.
Instead, we find ourselves breaking & changing & becoming lost. No voice, no place of refuge, no safety in our minds.
What an interesting specimen you are though, once I can dissect it all. You are the bottom feeder of hell.
I really don’t think Lu wants you there.
Whatever you are, it’s connected me to who I am. You are a special kind of sick. You gave me Pandora’s Box, I peered inside, I’ve seen the abyss and I know how evil abides. YOU’RE FUCKED.
One day, the evidence surfaces.
And doctors can study your behavior.
I encourage more of your enemies to reach out to me (as they already have). Their privacy will always be respected, but not yours.
Their support has been so appreciated.
Damn, 1 year. One fucking year free from you. From the physical you. But the rest of me is still getting on.
Again, thank you for reminding me that evil exist. I see the world differently now. I remember the pure. I am pure. A true Goddess. I had forgotten her. ♡
#survivingabuse #IwillNotBeSilent #nocontact #1yearfree
There must have been a thousand girls…There now must be a thousand ghouls…