Fibromyalgia

A letter to the person who always let me down

How could you? You’ve let me down more times than I can count. I’ve given you endless chances. I opened up and was vulnerable with you because you wanted me to. Then you held it against me and made me face more hurt on top of what I was already facing. You offered to be there for me. I didn’t ask. Asked you if you meant it. You said yes, to my face. Then you ghosted me. Leaving me to deal with it all alone. After I opened up my wounds to you.

How can I deal with my past when you are causing problems in my present?

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