I’m sorry, but I resent you. Being around you makes me angry and miserable. I resent you for staying.. for being too weak. You should have left my father.. you let me see him beat you.. call you names, berate you, control you. You did nothing when he emotionally abused me.. I am weak because of you. You should have taught me how to leave, how to love myself. but I feel sorry for you, I pity you, I love you. I know it must be hard as hell.. but I resent you. I don’t want too. But I do.