Dear Self/Inner Child
I know you didn't like it.
When he came home late, smelling like alcohol.
When he loved you one second and wanted you gone the next.
I know it made you feel unlovable.
I know at one point in time, you trusted him.
You stayed by his side, you were there when he wasn't his best.
You were there for the times he got good news at work.
You stayed because you so blindly believed that nothing could
end it.
He put you through sleepless nights, nights where you curled up in
bed and felt like giving up on yourself.
He knew no matter what he did to you, you would be right there when
he asked you to be.
I know why you stayed and I don't blame you.
In the future, there will be more people you will meet like him.
You meet them and suddenly you feel like you've found your person.
It feels like that because it was made to. The familiarity, the comfort,
the I'm-not-going-anywhere.
I want you to avoid those people.
Avoid those people that give you nicknames, that give you a candle lit bath on a random Tuesday, that call you during their break at lunch. Avoid those people that
take you on fancy dates and eat a bunch of food with you in bed at 2 am and pick you up and carry you to bed. I want you to avoid those people that do those nice things. I want you to avoid making those great memories with them.
Because I know that you hate those things now.
And I know that you used to love them.
You did.