Enough is enough is enough. And 7 years is enough. I can see the mistakes I have made clearly, and though I do not, necessarily, regret the decisions I've made, I understand how they were not the brightest decisions of my life.
I would never say I am the be-all-and-end-all of girlfriends. I am no such person. I would never confess that I am the most open and loving of people as I am not that person either. However, I am extraordinarily giving, flexible, and willing to please. Never have I had that returned to me. Never have I not been the one to compromise to his want, need, requirement. Never have I put my needs or wants before his. But still, my life has been dictated, carefully constructed by this man. And I think it's bullshit. I have put myself through things I am, in no way, comfortable with. I have taken time to learn about his hobbies and interests. I have sat through countless movies that I couldn't care less about, and all of these things rest on my shoulders. I can't blame him for taking advantage of the situation. Most have done exactly what he has done. But, I promise this much. It will stop.
And so the chase begins as does the transformation. I will stop being the one who is easily walked on. I will stop being the compliant one. I am, for the first time, going to look out for number one and say "FUCK OFF" to all the rest. I'm going to be the person I should have been for quite some time now. And if you don't like it, you are more than welcome to go away.
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