Friday
When did you get so mean?
I just want to ask you why you constantly put me down, but you don’t see it. When did you get so mean? You use to laugh at the stupid stuff I did before but now you bring it up out of cruelty. The names you call me hurt so much but you say you don’t mean them, but you do. You think so low of me. You’re no better than me, so why do you act that way now?
I don’t understand why you feel the need to put me down. You don’t say the nice things you use to, you’re cruel. I’ve tried to make sense of it all, to understand you and justify this behaviour from someone who loves me. Are you unhappy with yourself? Maybe this is your way of making me stay. I’ve have started to question myself and my confidence is diminishing. I constantly think about the things you’ve said and I’m starting to believe them. Maybe you say these things so I won’t leave, so I need you. I’ve always thought I was level headed and could see people’s ulterior motives, but I’m starting to worry I’m being manipulated like a puppet but I’m too afraid to cut these strings loose.
I still miss my jacket.