Anonymous asked: Dear person I hate
It is with sorrow and regret that I have came to hate you. I bent over backwards to protect you, ran my fingers over your self harm and held your hand as you broke the habit. Stuck it out no matter how many awful things you said to me, I tried to shield you from your mother, take the blame and much as possible, do what ever you wanted as much as possible, I loved you as unconditionally as possible, no matter how tight the collar and how short the leash you gave me. I blew off events, friendships, part of my prom night, just to make you happy, just to make sure you were alright, and tried mostly successfully to never be upset with you about that. Now I wasn’t perfect, I know there were times when I was upset, but I apologized in words, actions, and emotions. Even now I keep you on my skype, and check up on you, even now years later. I don’t know exactly when the love turned into hate, but even though you walked away claiming to be the “only victim,” I didn’t argue, just to give you that last victory, because I just wanted you to feel the happiest you could about it. They say the line between love and hate is very thin, but with you it was none existent, love and hate became one in the same.