I made it through.

I processed the words

This new information,

My head reeling,

Tears stinging my eyes,

The hurt pounding in my chest.

So I can’t trust you either, anymore?

Has she put you under her spell, too?

Have I lost you, too?

Please tell me that you haven’t taken her side,

But please,

Don’t lie to me.

I’m so sick of being lied to.

The urges consumed me,

The whispers promised me that

Theywouldmakeeverythingokay.

Their sweet lies tried to penetrate my thin mask,

Promising to make me feel better,

But promises mean nothing,

When everyone lies.

So I stayed strong,

Knowing that giving in would just make everything

Worse.

I made it through.

Even though life is such a tangled up mess

Of broken promises and lies.