Hurt

“It was a long time ago, and I was a different person back then!” She sobbed to me.
“You don’t get to decide when things are better between us.” I held firm on my ground. For so long, I had no idea what was going on around me, or had any grasp on what was happening to me. When I finally realized exactly what I had become, and how much this one person had affected me, I decided to cut the cord.
“So this is it, then? I’m supposed to live out my days paying for something that I can’t change?”
“Just because you can’t change it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.”
“This is completely unfair of you, you have no idea what I’m going through, or have had to go through. The least you could do is give me another chance, let me show you who I am now.”
“Please, talk to me like I’m a person, not someone who owes you something. Better yet, talk to someone who actually cares if you live or die.” I don’t know if I actually cared or not at this point, and that was a frightening thought.