I don't know how much longer I can do this for. I'm acting happy
when really all I want to do is cry. I act like you didn't hurt me
that bad, that I don't feel about you the way I do but it kills me.
You have no clue just how much you've destroyed my self esteem, my
ability to trust, and my ability to love. I don't know what I do to
make you not want me.. but it makes me not want to be me. I don't
know if I'll get over this one. I don't know if being here is worth
it. You're never going to read this because from what I've seen you
wouldn't care enough to check to see if I'm okay so I'm just gonna
tell you that I'm sorry I wasn't enough for you. I'll miss you,
even if I shouldn't.