I long for the the day when you want to speak to me and not because you’re in trouble or need something.
I beg you to stop emotionally abusing me into giving you what you want.
It doesn’t matter what I give or how much I give because to you, it’s consistently insufficient.
Never have my acts been returned with a “thank you.”
Instead I get an ache in my gut telling me that this will not be the last time.
It’s painful knowing that I’m just a mere tool, only to be used and unappreciated.
Do you understand how much it hurts to be so powerless, unable to say “no” because it’s coming from someone I love?
From someone that’s supposed to love me unconditionally.
After we speak, I’m always left with the same thought: ‘Are all families like this?’
Just “empty” when I finished this one. But then, that’s what you intended, right?
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