You’re always making me feel terrible.

You’re always making me feel like complete and utter shit.

I’m sorry if me leaving is hurting you, but this has abso-fucking-lutely nothing to do with you.

These hateful and insincere things you tell me won’t make me stay. They’re only pushing me away even more.

I don’t deserve to be miserable. And I’m not running away. I’m moving on to do better things, to be happy. I’m not letting your terrible words hold me back.

I’m finally leaving this awful place.

Because I fucking deserve this.