It is Time | Letter of an Abused Child

I was in my purest and I was at my best when you had me. I had nothing but pure love for you. You were my joy and my peace. You were my sanctuary.
You were all I had.
Then you destroyed me. You broke me into pieces. You hit me with the ferocity you wouldn't even dare use on a dog. You raped me repeatedly and you didn't even care that I was your own flesh and blood.
You made me believe that evil was good and you made me love it. You made me want you inside me of me.
Then you thrashe me when you were done with me. You pushed me away and made me feel too dirty to be with anyone else and to do anything else.
I was a garbage walking around. I was too deep in the hole you dug for me that the only way I could avoid being lonely is to pull other people down with me.
And so here I am. A complete waste of space in this world. Worthless. Useless.
But I don't blame you... not anymore.
You are a bastard. You are worse than evil.
Yet, I let you run my life. I let you ruin my life.
I became exactly the kind of person you wante me to be.
That part was me.
It's been far too long. I've been in this hole far too long. I've destroyed too many people's lives and I've been destroyed far too long.
I won't let you do this anymore. It ends here.
I forgive you.