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User Profile: blueLemon3704
blueLemon3704 November 5th, 2025

Hi all I want to create a thread where you say what you wanted to say to them if you could.

I find it helps release some of the hurt .

I hope it helps.

Here's mine

“What You Left Behind”

You broke something in me that I can’t seem to fix.

I keep telling myself I’ll move on, that time will dull it, that the pain will fade — but it doesn’t. It’s like a dull throb that never stops, even when I smile, even when I pretend.

You touched something deep in me — something I didn’t even know existed. I opened up, I let you see everything, all the messy parts I hide from everyone else. I trusted you. I believed we were something rare. And then you left.

Since then, I haven’t been the same.

I walk through life like a ghost, performing what’s expected — but none of it feels like me. I keep giving pieces of myself away just to hold things together, but there’s almost nothing left. I feel hollow.

I don’t even know if I miss you anymore or just the person I was when I was with you — the person who believed in love again. Who felt seen. Who didn’t feel like a burden or a disappointment.

You made me believe I could be loved for who I am, and then you proved me wrong.

Now I’m trapped between two lives — one I can’t go back to, and one I can’t fully live.

Sometimes I wish you’d just said I wasn’t enough. At least then I’d have a reason.

But instead, you left me with questions that tear at me every day:

Did you ever really care?

Was it ever real?

How could something that felt so right leave me feeling so completely worthless?

You broke me, and I don’t know how to put myself back together.

I keep trying to be strong, but I’m so tired, so tired of hurting, of pretending.

And if I’m honest — I still love you.

Even after everything, I still love you, and that’s the part that hurts the most.

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User Profile: toughTiger6481
toughTiger6481 November 5th, 2025

@blueLemon3704

sounds cathartic to get it out.  i tend to write letters let them sit then in a week tear them up.   

i have sent a few but it always created such turmoil i did not see the point anymore.