Late night thoughts in poem form

{no offense: a poem}

excuse me, hi, i have something to say.

fuck you for thinking I was too soft.

fuck you for taking advantage of me.

fuck you for not believing in me.

fuck you for doubting me.

fuck you for making me doubt myself.

fuck you for abandoning me.

fuck you for knowing that I loved you and using that to hurt me.

fuck you for not showing up when I needed you most.

fuck you for thinking I wasn't good enough.

fuck you for thinking I shouldn't try.

fuck you for not supporting me.

fuck you for silencing me.

fuck you for not hearing me.

fuck you for not treating me as an equal.

fuck you for making me think I was crazy.

fuck you for violating my boundaries.

fuck you for making me feel invisible.

fuck you for the trauma, and fuck you if you dare think I would ever look back and be grateful for the experience and how it made me who I am today because *I* am the mother fucking reason that I am who I am today and always.

if you haven't done these things to me, you won't feel offended.

if you feel offended by something I said, you should look inside your own self to figure out why that is.

letting my fucks fly free, y'all. #blessandrelease