No, I can’t expect you to understand. I can’t expect anyone to understand. I can’t expect anyone to understand what it’s like for someone you love and care so much for, someone who you’ve trusted to love you for who you are, someone who you’ve supported through everything pick fights with you every day, bash everything you’ve worked to become, scrape away inch by inch at your soul until you feel absolutely cold, worthless, helpless, depressed. For the past year I’ve worked so hard to forgive you for what you’ve done. I’ve always had faith in you and trusted you to be a good enough person to eventually feel sorry for what you did to me. I’ve tried and tried to give you a little push and help you feel some sort of regret. So finally, a year later, I’ve given up. I’ve realized that you’re never going to give me a sincere apology, you’re never going to understand how much you hurt the entirety of my being. I’m sorry for trusting you to do the right thing. I’m sorry for expecting anyone to understand how much fucking pain that caused me. I can’t expect anything from anyone anymore.