Truly you were never fair to me, if you're honest. I wish you were honest, I wish you would leave me be. Have you not done enough to me?
Have you not tortured me enough? I hate you! I want you to stop. You never could distinguish us or use the correct words to describe me.
You wanted to seem adult and like a big girl, and now you want everyone's pity... I was never good enough. I wasn't affectionate enough. I ignored you. It doesn't work that way.
You can't just be big and bad and the victim. Especially when you demonstrated to everyone that nothing I say matters to you.
You can't cut out every lie and boundary you crossed like it's your hair. You got in a relationship with me knowing my trauma with sex and knowing about my discomfort with comments on my body. And yet, despite how many times I told you not to make any sexual comments, you did.
Drink from the mug of your mistakes and stop blaming your actions on others.