sometimes I think I’m doing ok. I always try to avoid thinking about it and when I begin to I suddenly stop because I don’t want to be emotionally attacked anymore. I don’t like thinking about the situation because I know it’s 100% my fault. what I did was wrong. I cant imagine what I put you through. once I start to get upset and put myself down I then start to think about everything you put me through, how controlling you were, how mean you could be, how you never showed me you loved me I think about all those things and I put up a wall and say that I dont care because what you put me through all of this and I would tell you one day I will stop caring and be gone. and you never believed me. but I got there, I was fed up with it. than that day when you punch your mirror I could tell you knew how scared I was. and you changed that moment, and that week that followed you were everything I could of asked for. you were the man I fell in love with two years ago. but I couldn’t appreciate it, it was too late.