Dear Ex

Dear Ex,

Six months of nothing of emotional and physical abuse. Six months of getting slapped for talking back. Six months of getting burned with cigarettes for hitting back.. I handled it quite well because of all the years of bullying I endured in school. I can take a hit. Punch me! Slap me! I will get up. I will keep fighting back. Yet..like an idiot I kept accepting your apologies. I thought you did actually loved me.. So like an idiot I stayed. Like an idiot I gave myself up to you. But when I saw you were just toying with me, I had decided to leave you. You didnt take no for an answer. You tied me up and raped me. Of course my body reacted the way you wanted it to but I cried because I hated it! I went home feeling disgusted. I nearly drank a full bottle of painkillers because I felt that I wasnt good enough. But I decided to keep living. Then I saw you with another girl in your car. I approached you and punched you. I was happy when I broke your nose! I was glad I threw your clothes and keys into the river! I was glad I walked away while security called the cops because you were walking naked in the parking lot. I went to the bathroom and I laughed as I stared at my cuts and my black bruises you left on my skin. I was happy that it was over. People told me that you broke up with me because I was psychotic. But hunni, we both know it wasnt me, it was you.

Sincerely,

Madame Amethyst