Can you imagine?

Can you imagine?
Falling in love. The love you needed after many years of not being good enough, abuse, trauma, what have you. The best love. The love you know is there until the end.
Can you imagine?
Something interrupts that love, something overbearing that fights your happiness at every turn. A demon, that isn’t yours, wants to make itself yours, and then there’s… a child.
A child you love like your own.
Can you imagine?
You’re not supposed to love this child like your own. You’re here to be a character, made to be evil by those who aren’t with you each day.Many will traumatize you until you, kicking and screaming, learn your place.
Can you imagine?
Holidays are supposed to be a time of peace, love, and family. But you’re not welcome. You’re destined for a life of looking over your shoulder, pinned in your existence of inferiority. Looking out windows praying they’ll be home on time, just this once. Praying that’ll mean they don’t really hate you. Praying, one day, they won’t see you as the monster others made you out to be. Pretending… you don’t see them making you into the fictional monster in others’ heads, created by something entirely out of your control.
Can you imagine?
People working against you, at every turn. The ones you try to save, with every ounce of you, turn to only those that always say yes, always say go, and never say no. Missing milestones because you held your ground, finally stood up for what was right, and refused to be used.
Can you imagine?
This life was not meant to be skated through, with no one ever saying you’re wrong. Can you imagine, never being wrong?
I hope all of this is something that can only be imagined, for the rest of you, I love you. You did the right thing. This was never yours to carry. You can put it down now, whenever you’re ready.