I met you at a time when I was very independent and secure. You stripped me of that. Every time you cheated, you would give me the best week of my life afterwards. Then you would do it again. It was a brutal, constant cycle for three years. You would prioritize other women over me to the point where I didn't even feel like a woman anymore. You would go party with other women and tell them how crazy I was but you always left out your part. I was not crazy. I was reacting to your disrespect. You would deprive me of love and affection. You used to tell me I was addicted to sex, but I was just happy that you were holding me in that moment, as that was the only moment I received any type of love. When I was upset, you would ignore me. I would beg you to hear me and respond to me with tears running down my cheeks. You never did. I begged you for the bare minimum every single day.
Today, I left. Today I decided that you no longer serve a purpose in my life. Today I decided that my self worth is more important than begging for somebody’s love. But, you know what, I forgive you. I forgive you for coming into my life and destroying me. I forgive you because through that, I discovered just how strong of a woman I am.
