You're pushing me away, not only from you, but from myself. The latter of which has been happening for a long time, probably since I even had a sense of self. You've called me dumb, called me useless, and worthless too. I was the one to blame when your marriage didn't work out but now I see, I see exactly why. You did the same fucking thing to them as you do to me.
I've been so convinced that if I do what you say, which is what you know is best I will succeed. But what is success without happiness. I mean after all, I succeeded in what YOU wanted, not ME. Come to think of it, even though I got from A to B, I guess I failed because the way I