What are you looking for?
Featured Topics
Select a topic to start reading.
If you are in crisis and need immediate help, please call 1-800-273-8255 (NSPL) or text HOME to 741741 (Crisis Text Line). More resources.
I was thinking, you are so smart, and can be so kind, and can be amazing.
But you’re a psychopath.
I was desperately thinking, you really didn’t need to be a psychopath, you’re funny and good, when you want to be.
But you’re a psychopath.
We could have been great, a strong, capable, formidable family, made it forever and ever, amen.
But you’re a psychopath.
I guess even thinking you could be good, and asking “why, isn’t he?” is silly. I must just accept, you’re a psychopath. And a psychopath has got to psychopath, am I right? What else you gonna do? FFS!
You’re a psychopath.
So do you, you’d be so lovely if you weren’t so fricking crazy. And I was dumb, I was ignorant and I didn’t know better. I wanted you and all the things you promised. I thought you could be trusted. The one person who always has my best interest at heart. The man who loves me.
But you’re a psychopath.
I went in blind with a heart full of love, dedication, kindness and optimism. Against a heart full of sadness, spitefulness and hate, disguised as well-intended.
You’re a psychopath, and I see it.
I will unclench my jaw, give up the hate, be kind and try to be better and stronger every day.
Because I’m not a psychopath.
You want the games to begin, but I’m not getting drawn in. My life is worth more than that, and what are you going to do, ruin it?
Are you going to beat me up? Kill me? Then do it!
You psychopath.
Don’t expect me not to fight you, I’m strong and I can win. I never wanted to fight, I never wanted to fight you. But we always got into fights, I’d beg and plead, I’d leave, over and over again, but you kept dragging me back in. Even when I tried to leave the bed and you dragged me back in. I said no, I said stop.
But you’re a psychopath.
I wanted out. Now I’m out! I will always remember that you’re a clever motherfucker, you’re angry, and if you only thought of the right reason in your head.
You’d be even more of a psychopath. There are levels.
I’ve been the target of your ire, and I’m too nice and physically weak to beat a psychopath like you head on.
But l still left, for me and our son and I fight.
You wanted to break me, hold me hostage and starve me to death. Of love, kindness, esteem. You wanted me to suffer. But I ain’t your mum and I sure as hell will never be your wife or your lover again.
I feel sorry for you, I wish you all the best. Be the best you can be, I’m routing for you to improve. I really am. I hope you get true contentment. I hope your life can be filled with as much joy as mine is. Our son is such a joy, and I’m very happy every time I even look at him.
Every single day is a blessing, even if you don’t see it. Thank God! And Jesus, I’m grateful.
I love me, I always have, I’m enough, my son and I are enough.
If you see a comment that is unsupportive or unfriendly, please report it using the flag button.
More Posts
-
Wasn’t Ready
I told you I wasn’t ready, You told me I’d be fine That I was just petty But at that time I was not ready You pushed me down, listened to me cry Yo...
-
The real monsters
There is no monsters underneath the bed, closet and hidden in the dark corners of a room. Something we are told and imagined as children. NO, the real monst...
kita semua sama saja
Reply