Afflicted
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How can you be so proud of me one day, then the next you nearly kill me? On small mistake, that's all it takes.
I was so happy yesterday. I thought that I was finally meeting you expectations. That for once I was normal. "I could get used to this." I thought to myself, but who was I kidding. I'm just as f*cked up as I was when I had ADHD and OCD. That's right, had,- I grew out of it. I beat it. Nothing has changed except for the fact that you expect more out of me.
I knew it wouldn't last, but I hoped that maybe,
I was done getting verbally and mentally abused. Evindentally not. And now I don't know whether to stay or stand up for myself. If I stay,
I don't know how many more of these nights i can take. Maybe a million or maybe just one, but sooner or later I'm going to break. The day will come when I have had enough and it will not end with me just forgiving and forgetting. No, I have done that far too many times. The day I finally break down is the day your life will spieal downward. I guarentee it.
If I stand up for myself it could - no wait, it will turn out horribly.
I can't f*cking wait to get away from you.
Author's Note: I wrote this when I was having a rough night.
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