Reclaiming My Time

The thing about you is everything is always about you.

I refuse to be tasked with helping you hold on to your sanity

when I can barely hold on to mine.

You haven’t a clue how I suffer, the horrors I’ve endured

while trying to self soothe.

You don’t know the ache that plagues my body, nothing of my agony.

No longer will my time be guilted from me. I refuse to let you dominate me

No more sacrificing myself to save you

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