I hate your fuckin guts, I wish you would die! You're nothing but a stupid slut, ugly cunt whos part witch without a book or paper, that's a cute name for ya 🙂

Thats for you

Mum, dad I was very jealous of the love you had for each other. No matter what you two did you still showed each other love. I watched you two fight and draw blood in fits of rage, over something as small as a game of cards then love and kiss each other and make up. If anyone questioned your love you attacked them together. I was jealous as I always seemed to be the outsider looking in. I never felt the warmth you too seem to show each other. I always seemed to be making mistakes, getting told off, never making good decisions. But I needed your guidance. You let your love consume you. Too fixated on each other. I learnt to be invisible but perform when you needed me to complete your happy family image. As charming as you were with each other and others I was desperate for the smallest amount of what you two gave.

Its quite sad tbh. We were all jealous of each other I'm sure. When we all focused on the individual feelings of resentment cropped up. The difference being parents shouldnt show that to their children and they should manage that in themselves and raise their child to share love.

I learnt from others but that deep feeling of loneliness that hurt. The most.

I will always love you both but I know that my love is unhealthy

I miss you so much it feels like I'll never feel okay again. I've never felt what I felt with you ever before and I know I never will again. There's a piece of me gone that I'll never fill it's with you even though I don't think you even want it.

Dear Colleague

I used that word loosely as you are an extremely difficult person to work with.

Everytime we have to interact you make everything so difficult, all simply to serve your ego. You are a two-faced manipulative bitch, I hate having to work with you or any of your team. You're belittling, patronising, power-cententric and put suicidal thoughts into my head. All the while you don't do the job you are asked or paid for, despite all your claims.

No matter what I explain you are not going to understand.. you have blocked me even before I could finish saying "let me explain". And you wish to remain secluded with your supposed misunderstanding.. What can be done when you shut yourself in a room with the evil thought? The evil shall never free you. The irony is that You have embraced the evil, thinking that I am evil. How can I now remind you of your promise that you will remain a friend, come what may.

i tell you why I love you but not why I have hate in my heart for you. As much as I’d like to move forward, I can’t. I’m constantly thinking about the past because I still cant believe you did me like that. i care for you so you will always come first but I don’t get the respect back when needed. I’ve always been a giver, a helper, the strong friend but what about when I’m feeling depressed? Do my feelings not matter?

I wrote a paragraph on EP about the day my X left about the state of shock I was left in... I thought writing it out would make me feel better but it was much longer after that before I finally was able to deal with it and talk about it.

You ain't my priest.