You left me when I needed you most, after nearly 8 months of marriage.

You gaslighted me into believing that I was crazy, so I attempted suicide. I spent the next week in a psych ward.

You brought me home, to the one we bought together just the year before. I wasn’t here for more than five minutes when you sat me down at our kitchen table and asked for a divorce.

You later gave me the excuse that you thought I could build back up from rock bottom.

When I confronted you finally, you told me I was an incredibly mean human being. You threw the things in my face that you knew I was most insecure about.

I can’t say I did everything right. I made mistakes in our relationship. I made mistakes when it came to us. A lot.

But I would never leave you in that way.

And for that, you’re a fucking asshole. I feel the need to forgive you, because that’s what a good person would do.

But I hate you. I might not be a perfect person, in fact I can be a downright shitty human sometimes, but I would never leave someone I claimed to love when they needed me most.

So fuck you.