You always made me feel like I was nothing. You would put me down and tell me that no one cared. You would first make me feel loved, and special. You would always try to do the best, and then the abuse started. After all of the terrible things happened you gave up. Although I wouldn’t be me without you, I can’t ever say I wouldn’t change some things that you have done. I miss when we were a kid and we wouldn’t have a care in the world. I remember how after the abuse started you would use a blade on your wrists to write yourself letters of pain and regret because you knew they would never go away. I remember how you were drawn to drugs so fast. Even though I can’t say that I would do it all over again I can say that I wouldn’t be me without you so thank you and I’m glad the part of me that was so depressed and confused and scared is gone but I will never be the person I was before and I have come to accept that. I will miss you but I am ready to say goodbye to you. So, farewell and thank you for helping me be….well, me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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