I've survived from an abusive relationship, and for the past few weeks I've noticed thinking about it doesn't hurt anymore, that person can't harm me anymore. I was in a really bad shape, cutting myself regularly, screaming while sleeping or waking up while doing so, my happiness depended on little stupid things and I was deceived time and time again - always being the one who forgives.

It took me so long to recover.

I was never asked "how do you feel?" "Are you okay?"
I guess it was great getting lots of attention, gifts, someone taking care of you, saying i love you's before bed time, someone to keep you warm - in addition to the random girls as well.

But I'm happy now, it's finally over.