I lie here, on my bed, unable to silence my sobs. I used to be so confident and outgoing, but you told me to shut up because I was embarrassing. Now I spend my days slowly hating myself more and more. I spend my nights sobbing, trying to understand why I continue on with you when you make me feel so sad. I started drinking more to dull the depression, and when that didn’t work I started to combine it with vicodin. I hope one day you will learn your lesson, and someone will hurt you the way you have hurt me. I hope someone destroys your self esteem like you have mine. I hate you. People like you are what is wrong with the world.
But now I am over you. You will die alone, sad, and forgotten,