I’m a “supersized megabitch”.

Because you cheated on me more than once.
Because you “fell in love” with multiple others while we were together
And you blamed me for it.
Because you tried to throw me out of your flat multiple times
While I was four-thousand miles from anywhere to go.
Because you accused me of not caring
When I sacrificed my friends for you
And sacrificed my funds for you
Sent you food when I was afraid of you starving.
Because somehow, I didn’t get that it was a joke
When you told me to “fuck off” when I would try to talk to you.
Because you called me a whore, repeatedly, for no good reason.
Because you got angry with me for wanting to talk to you
While you were off doing your role-playing games.
Because you let your friends convince you
That I was “probably” cheating on you,
When I never once did, even though you did it to me.
Because you listened to your Mom say
That I just got raped to make you feel guilty.

Because I dare think I have a right to be hurt, I’m a bitch.
I’m way out of line.

You’re still just as pathetic and clueless as you were on the day I left.