You didn’t really care about me.

I was just someone convenient, someone who gave without asking for anything in return. I showed up for you, wholeheartedly. I gave you my time, my energy, my support. But in the end, all I got was a thank you — and not even one that felt genuine. No real recognition, no reflection of the effort I put in.

Not once did you ask how I was doing. Not once did you check in when I went quiet. It was always me reaching out, me making the effort, me holding it all together.

And now that I’ve stepped back, I see it for what it was. I wasn’t someone you truly valued. I was just... forgotten. Left behind without a second thought.

That realization has been hard. But it’s also been freeing. Because now I know — I won’t keep giving my heart to people who only come around when it’s convenient for them. I deserved more than that. I still do.