You are the greatest acheivement of my life so far. Leaving you was my proudest moment. You took away everything that made me happy. Friends, family, even my clothing.
I always stuck up for you when my friends put you down.
Eventually I stopped telling them what object in our house you’d broken, or how much you’d drank.
I stopped telling them about the girls, too.
I don’t know where the strength came from, but it came and I left you once and for all. I feel bad, you know. You didn’t take it very well. You’re so far gone I don’t even know who you are anymore. I forget the sound of your voice, and the way you looked at me. I forget how you smell, and I forget your laugh. I remember all the terrible names you called me, and all the wonderful things you did for everyone else. I remember you throwing my toaster out the window, and I remember how you’d break my confidence.
I just wanted you to know that I’ve never been happier, and I don’t care that you’ve never been more upset anymore.
I’m in love with the most genuine boy I’ve ever known, and I think he loves me too.
So glad I kicked your ass to the curb.