Did you really have to say that? I am broken enough. I hide enough. I hurt enough. I know I am worthless. I am aware of the fact that no one loves me. I have to deal with it every ******* day. I did not need to hear it from you. Telling me what a disappointment I am. Telling me you wish I was never born; you blame me for the divorce. I am trying to build myself back up, and all you do is hold me down. I do not think I have ever been as hurt as I am now. I hope you are happy. I hope you had fun breaking me. I hope you'll be happier when I am gone.
I guess down in my heart, I've known I am a waste of space. But actually hearing it out in the open, made it so much more of a reality