You know how it feels to know you're the sole reason that someone you love is feeling horrible?
It's the worst thing I've ever felt.
Becca doesn't want to believe me that all I want is for her to be happy. I'm sorry I made her feel like shit. I'm sorry I make her feel horrible. I'm sorry I made her hate herself.
And it hurts more than anything to know I'm the reason she's unhappy. I'd do anything in the world right now to make her happy.
But she doesn't believe that.
I hate myself.
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