This Is Me Finally Treating You The Way You’ve Always Treated Me

This Is Me Finally Treating You The Way You’ve Always Treated Me

Before anything else, I want to get one thing straight. Since I can remember, you’ve treated me like shit and there is no better way to say it, because that is the only truth. You were never the boyfriend I needed, you were never there for me, I could never count on you and your support or understanding. You were a selfish, narcissistic egomaniac who thought only about himself. You manipulated me and controlled me. You led me on for years, and you played with my head and my emotions, wanting to destroy me. And I forgave you for all of that all those years.

You may try to fight me regarding this or you may try to deny it but both of us know the real truth. I know you will probably run away from this fact as you don’t want to accept it, because nobody likes to be the bad guy, but you really did do me a lot of harm. I don’t know if your conscience was preventing you from admitting it all this time but that doesn’t change the fact that you did everything you did to me. That doesn’t change the fact that you broke me to pieces and that you emotionally and mentally abused me for years.

I tried to walk away from you numerous times but some inexplicable force kept dragging me back to your toxicity. When I look at things from this perspective, I can’t recognize the girl I used to be. I simply can’t understand why I allowed you to treat me the way you did. But luckily, all of that is now behind me and is a part of the past. After numerous tries, I finally managed to pick up the broken pieces of myself and walk away from you, without ever looking back.
And that is when you changed. Or at least, when you started pretending you’d changed. I guess I’ll never know but to be honest, I don’t even care.

The only thing I know is that I don’t want you back in my life, not even if you were the last man on earth. I don’t know if I hate you or I’ve finally become indifferent toward you but what I know is that I don’t love you.

And that is something you’ll have to deal with, the same way you’ll have to deal with the fact that it’s your fault.

All of a sudden, you are the one calling me. You are the one begging for my love and attention. Suddenly, you are the one chasing me and waiting for me to choose you.

And all of a sudden, I am the one treating you the way you’ve been treating me all along. I can’t say I’m selfish and egocentric the way you were but I am finally the one who cares less, or doesn’t care at all.

The thing that amuses me the most is the fact that you are shocked by my behavior. It is almost as if you are insulted by my courage to stand up to you. You don’t know what you did to deserve my behavior. I am happy because you are finally having a taste of your own medicine. Although you can never come close to anything I’ve been through, this way you can at least know some of it and that is more than enough for me.
I know you can’t recognize me, because you assumed I would always stay the same little girl you could walk all over, the same girl who would forgive you for everything you did to her, the same girl who would cry herself to sleep every time you mistreated her. You never thought I had this side of me. You never thought I could cut you out of my life, as if you never existed. You never thought I could watch you peacefully as you tried to crawl back to me. And you never thought I could ever stop loving you.

Call me revengeful but this is me paying you back for everything you did to me. And this is me enjoying it.

maca