I know its hard. I know it hurts. I know we put so much time, energy, and love into these people, but we have to let go. We can no longer give our everything to people who have watched us suffer and done nothing. To people who have actively made our lives worse. No amount of investment in them will make them see the error of their ways and treat us like anything more than the tools they view us as. We have to move on for both of us to heal. I'm sorry it hurts. I know it feels monstrous to watch them wither in our absence...to see all our hard work gone in a flash. That is just proof they will never change. It will get easier, I promise.

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Vent piece I've been picking away at for a few months now. I've always heard that you'll know who really cares when things get bad, and well I've learned some hard lessons since my disability ramped up. Some of the people who abandoned me have been in my life since childhood, and those have hit especially hard while I'm trying to "re-parent" myself. I feel like I let my younger self down by not realizing the abuse/toxicity sooner, and sometimes I wish I could just hug that little kid.

I've learned my lesson and I will no longer fall for the same traps. No more watering people who would let me die of thirst if it was more convenient for them.

Characters: Metzli (they/them) and Sasha (smol version, they/them) © tremlin