Six Years Of Depletion

Six years— inscribe it love, inscribe it labour, inscribe it karmic debt, paid in full — Irreversible, psychological, emotional damage. Depreciated to naught. She battled to reconstruct from ruins, which was engineered to collapse, while he branded control commitment and authority care. He named her without understanding. He discerned numbers, leverage, outcomes. She was a resource — useful, expendable, replaceable. Observation became her curriculum. Silence, her education & leverage. Self-control, her art of dominion. She envisioned a future and perceived no safety in him— naught but anger bereft of accountability, intelligence minus empathy, respect demanded, never given. Healing imprinted the final truth: Growth dies beside the unwilling, invested in entrenched wound. So, she freed herself. Not out of weakness— she never belonged to him. May he awaken one day and set himself free. ~ Deep Thought Girl Writes 07.02.26 | 11:22am