Time and time again I find myself in the dreary pits of rock bottom. I will never understand how people can be so cruel to those that have been kind to them.
Ive learned throughout time that the most deceitful and evil people seek out relationships with the purest of souls. It’s astonishing how once you stop letting people use you as a doormat, then you become the bad guy in their story. And they twist everything against you.
What have I gained from being good? Agony? Treachery? Heartbreak? So here I am again. At rockbottom. Perhaps it is time for me to become the monster that they built me into.