It’s not you, it’s me.
I’m asking you to leave.
I could sit here and list all of the reasons why our relationship is abusive, but that would be a waste of my breath and your time.
We have both known for a long time that this day is coming, and it is here.
I’ve heard myself whisper “I deserve more” too many times to not listen.
I’ve broken into a thousand pieces and picked myself up over and over again, with the help of few- all because YOU were holding me up when I couldn’t. I didn’t know how to take care of my needs so you decided to lend a hand where you could, always causing more harm than necessary.
Being held by you is a dangerous place for my sensitive heart.
I need you to let go now, please.
You have had plenty of time to adjust your presence in my life to something that we can BOTH tolerate.
For the past two years you have had pretty much free reign to find your place with me to walk the rest of our life together.
Together we walked through cognitive dissonance and existential way finding- for that I will forever be in gratitude.
I don’t even mind the sideways looks when I say that I am grateful for you, the root of my demise and source of my originally perceived brokenness; it is quite a juxtaposition for a closed mind to conquer.
I will come to appreciate your presence more as I release the last remanence of you and me that intertwine; releasing me back into the world where colours are brighter and the weight gravity feels less depressing.
It seems like an odd thing to say in a moment such as this, but I love you.
Thank you for walking me to this part of my journey in life.
It’s time for you to let go.