Most times when people help you in some way, shape, or form, you say thank you. It's the polite thing to do.

But I don't feel like being polite.

After being the polite one, the one who's always there, the one who cares about everyone else before herself, and the one who ultimately always gets hurt, I just don't feel the words "thank you" deserve to be said.

Yes, you helped me to realize what I don't want.

Yes, you helped me stumble across strength I didn't even know I had.

Yes, you helped me learn how to be more protective of my heart.

Yes, you helped me to know who I should and should not trust.

But I'm still not going to say thank you, because you know what you didn't do?

You didn't help me when I was struggling.

You didn't help me when I really just needed someone there.

You didn't care that I was hurting.

You didn't talk to me, unless you needed something.

You just simply did not care; you only said you did.

And for those reasons, I do not believe that you deserve a thank you. I am grateful that because of you, I know my strength and who not to trust. Had it not been for you, I wouldn't know this.

Sure I could say thank you. I could say thank you for all of the things you taught me about myself and about toxic relationships. I could thank you for teaching me how to pick myself back up. I could thank you for showing me that even at the hardest of times, I can make it through without anyone there. I could thank you for a lot of things.

But you won't hear a thank you. Not from me. Because anyone who can consciously hurt someone but show no remorse for those actions, deserves no thank you.

I made it on my own before you, I'm going to make it on my own after you -- but you're still not getting a thank you-- because I just don't want to say it.