I cant believe it's been nearly a year.
I'm at my worst and he gets to start again, how is that fair?
I wish I had done everything they wanted when it first happened, maybe then I'd feel as it justice had been done. Not now though, I was used by those I thought were friends, all for the united purpose of keeping me onside.

Now I know, albeit too late, but still it hurts to know what was going on.

My only wish now is that I don't have to suffer much longer within my nightmares, and that fate will see fit to take everything away- one way or another.