If there’s one thing I hate, it’s me, myself.
I absolutely HATE it when people lecture me on how I need to forgive my abuser for whatever letting go healing fairytale bullshit reason they give me. It's only been 6 months since leaving. I was verbally, physically, and sexually abused for 2.5 years. I'm still working on forgiving myself for the amount of guilt I feel thinking it was my fault so I'll be damned if little hippy miss flower crown swoops in and says "the only true way to heal is to forgive him" like absolutely not. Leave me alone.