Don't guilt trip me.

I’m done trying to defend myself. I regret ever sharing my thoughts with these people. You have no idea, no freaking idea what we did. You can’t even grasp how hard this was for me. How much I tried. You have no right, no damn right to make me into the bad guy.

It’s my fault for ever answering any questions, for feeling the need to prove something. But I know that I made the right decision. I know what I did was not only in my self interest, but also in his. Shit happens! And no matter what I chose someone was going to be upset so forgive me for choosing the lesser evil.

If you’ve never been in my situation you can’t tell me I’m heartless. Who the hell are you to tell me what I felt? I am well aware of how screwed up I am. How messed up I was from the very beginning. Trust me I have a detailed report of every shitty thing I did. You don’t need to remind me. But I am 100% sure that in the end I made the right decision.

People think I don’t care. Of course I care. It doesn’t have to be all or nothing. There’s an in between and I know perfectly well where I stand. Love changes over time. It adapts to new circumstances.

It’s easy to judge when you’re on the outside. Easy to call me crazy for quitting on something as precious as what we had. Well I’m not you and you weren’t in the relationship so screw you.

I’m standing my ground. I know I made the right decision.