Yeah… except you treat my mom like she doesn’t fucking matter.
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I don’t know how to love you again.
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I have so much resentment, but I’m slowly letting it go. I used to think I was so lucky, but also question why I was trapped in such a toxic relationship.
Now, I’m just reminded of how lucky I am to have who I have. I never thought I’d get here. I never thought he would change.
But then again, the passion and the love and the admiration that I had before slowly faded away over the years of being a punching bag. I’ve been worn down and I lost all the love that it gave me enough willpower to leave.
But now that you’ve lost me, you finally decide to fight for us. You waited too long to change. You didn’t take me seriously and I knew it. You knew I wasn’t gonna leave so you were never gonna change.
I don’t know how I can love you again. It’s not the anger holding me back, it’s simply that when I had the strength to check out, I really forced myself to check out. For my own health and happiness. I don’t know what there is for us to do now.
Masatake Kozaki - Tougen No. 26 (mineral pigment, oil, acrylic and gold leaf on paper, 2013)
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Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when the world is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
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