Before we had the kids, I should have left you. The opportunities were many, but I stayed anyway. I thought having kids would make things better between us, but you didn’t change. I changed. I calmed down, I got a better job, I starting living for you and the kids. Now we have 5 children together. You are still the crazy bitch you were 15 years ago. Now you’re hurting them the way you used to hurt me. But I will be there for them, always, even if it means staying with you. You can’t hurt me anymore. You’ve numbed me to the core. And I will never leave you. And I will pretend to be happy, the way I have all these years. For them. But I should have left you. When I had the chance.