I really don’t know why I’m here. Probably to vent but... we’ll see how this goes. You broke me, and I took the time to fix myself, but I don’t ever think I can be fully repaired. You were my life for years, I loved you. I sacrificed my mental health, grades, and feelings for yours. I was just your toy to play with whenever you saw fit. I was so young and manipulated into being your rock, when I didn’t even have one to depend on. I will never fully recover from the ways you broke me. But thank you for making me stronger, for teaching me how to stand up for myself, and thank you for being my first love. The lessons you taught me mean more than you know.