Feeling played

From the moment we met, you fed me only the pretty things, and started revealing the ugly parts bit by bit, yet I stayed. When I states my boundaries, you decided to break up.

You constantly tested me if I would leave or hurt you, but when I wanted reassurance? You called me mentally ill.

The second time you asked yourself back to me not because you missed me, but because your friends and ""friends"" ditched you. The ones who I gently warned about, and the ones you claim I tried to poison you against. Then the day I agreed about us again, they took you back, and since then you carried the burden of impulsively contacting me as a backup.

I know and see, in fact, hear the truth. Because you told me the story honestly, hoping I wouldn't spot the screaming obviousness.

I loved you, and I chose to ignore all of your red flags. That's on me.

This abusive love of yours gave me back my self worth. Before you I thought I don't deserve love... Now I think I don't deserve this type of love. Genuely thank you.