So hard to move on.

I already know that it’s over. That you will never admit you wrongdoings. I’m far from perfect. You think too much of yourself but you honestly have nothing to offer but problems. I did what you say you wanted and even that pissed you off when I got it done or it wasn’t good enough. I hurts to see you in such a hole of angst and depression but you don’t want help. You don’t want to get better because you think you’re the best. I’m sorry to tell you you were not the best part of our relationship and by the time you realize it it will be too late. It already is. I realize I hold on because there was so much unsaid because you were not emotionally available. I hate it but I won’t hate you. Truly hope you find happiness wherever you can, I know I am finding happiness within myself before I can be happy with someone else. Love always. Me.