What you are doing is for you. It’s not about me, nor was it ever.
You pretend that walking away was my idea. You pretend it’s all for me. You pretend I’d be better off.
It’s just pretend.
It’s just more convenient,
Less mental space,
One less thing to deal with.
It was always about you. Not me.
History repeats when not learned. You never learn. Nor do you want to. That’s what’s real.
You. don’t. want. to.
I hope you feel this. I hope you know this. In moments of clarity and silence.
But that’s just wishful thinking on my part.
Because it was never about me.