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The irony of it all is hitting me today. And for some reason I want to laugh until the air runs out at the the pain I experienced back then.
The irony that you all preached that you knew toxicity and pain but didn't see as I was experiencing it right before your eyes. I was on the brink or tears that entire day, mourning the loss of him. And you all had no clue. As if it wasn't obviously strewn across my features as I struggled to stay in one piece.
And the irony of all the drama. They struggled to prove me wrong, as they lied to each and every one of your faces. As you all believed them. But they only proved my statement correct as they continued to weave a story of complete fiction in front of our eyes. I spat the truth "you liar." For it was only the mirror they were describing. My name written across the glass, as if it could ever change the image.
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