Maybe it was the way you looked at me that made me feel special. Maybe it was the fact that you did that with everyone that f***** up my mental. Maybe I just wanted you to grow more than you did. Maybe it’s the gaslighting that forced me off the grid. Maybe I just want better for my children as a whole, maybe you’re just so use to being a hoe. Maybe you don’t see your behavior as a sickness. Maybe because of that I’m willing to ghost you with the quickness. Maybe you don’t see that I truly want the best for all of us in the end. Maybe I feel like my position changed from friend to defend. Maybe it’s because you continue to be inconsistent. Maybe that caused a lack of coexistence. Maybe you need to grow up & be honest with yourself.

You’re the problem, nobody else. 

I want you to know I did this for the overall interest, it’s hard to manage children, a household with these indifferences. It started to feel like I had a baby with a stranger, started to make me feel like my life was in danger. Cause I want peace and honesty & you thrive with animosity. Dysfunction is your nature it’s your favorite flavor. I’ve been there done that I’m no longer a player. My only goal is to go way up. I can’t do that with you standing in the way with your lineup. Cause if we’re suppose to be ‘gang, gang’ I shouldn’t feel like you’re the opponent & I shouldn’t be getting hit ups from rodents. No one should be able to speak on or touch what we have, you’re suppose to be my BETTER HALF. Instead I have to pick up the slack & still stay TRUE. Don’t you see the things you’ve put me through ? We’re suppose to be a team instead you’re using me as a scapegoat to do you. You know who I am & what I’ve done for you, always wanted to see you win, so why you try and play me like a violin?

When you hurt me, you hurt yourself

Don't hurt yourself

When you diss me, you diss yourself

Don't hurt yourself. 

I’ve always held it down and been the best I could be for YOU. Now it’s time to be the best I can be for ME. I can’t coexist with someone who doesn’t acknowledge their negative behaviors. There’s children who look up to me I’m their creator. I can’t accept trouble in my home. I have too much to lose, too much to build too much to manage, when are you going to get that through your dome? No hard feelings but I have to do what’s best for my family; it pains me & hurts me & I’ve been in agony, but WE can’t be another one of your casualties.