I had to turn it off. All of it. I couldn't stand another minute. And for a second... it actually stopped hurting.
It came back though. It always comes back.

She hurt me in ways she'll never realize. She took all of my broken pieces and she set them on fire. She thought she was proving a point, trying to make me feel the same way that she had. It was all a game to her. But she'll never know.. she'll never begin to know just how deep the scar is that she reopened.