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you did this

i look at myself in the mirror, and i think "God, you aren't like this. this isn't you"

you have changed me. and not for the better. i used to be kind, caring, i used to be happy and full of life. and now, i cant help but think when will this be over?

i look at the self inflicted scars, the were really caused by your actions. this wasn't who i was supposed go be, this wasn't who i planned ok growing up to be. this person that i have become...is a monster.

but really, you are the monster. you were the one who hurt me. you were the one who came home at 2 am smelling like some other woman. you were the one with scratches on your back that were caused by me, no, you were the one, who made me who i am.

thats why i am leaving. that is why i am having no more of what ever you want to call this. if you come home, and don't find me, don't bother looking. because mama didn't raise me to be treated like this.