No one

There is no one in the world you can count on. No one you can trust.

You work for so hard, for so long, all in the name of learning how to trust. How to feel safe. Secure. How to feel okay.

And for what?

To be proved right time and time again.

People leave.

People hurt you.

No one.

Not a single person has ever proved me wrong.

For what?

What was it all for?

Build me up to tear me down?

Damn.

I really thought it was different.

I really thought it was better this time. So much progress. Although apparently not enough. Or maybe none at all.

Gutted.

Absolutely gutted.

Teach me to trust so you can pull the rug right out from under me.

This is why.

This is why.

And to be so callous about it all.

People don’t care.

She doesn’t care.

Maybe she did once.

But clearly not anymore.