Sour grapes

I'm just going to put this out there now, because it seems like we have nothing else to lose between us...

You gave me an emotionally abusive relationship. I fought so hard to deny this to my friends and to myself. But most of the time I didn't realise that your behaviour was not okay, or if I did, I would make so, so many excuses for you. I'd tell myself you were just having a bad day, that you really loved me and you ultimately cared about me.

Watching scenes flashback before my eyes and I see the old me is there crumbling into a mess in the corner of my bed. I'm seeing the countless fights: you yelling at me and telling me I was worthless, you telling me you wish I was dead and you telling me you hated me. How did I ever manage to justify all that in my head?

So, fuck you. Honestly, fuck you. You do not have the right to speak to me like this. It was never right then and it's certainly not right now. Please just leave me alone.