“When you love to the fullest and are still rejected, all that can be done is to let go. i still love and i still deeply care. but until that person meant to receive that love can recognize it as such, as opposed to bombastically accusing me of otherwise and meeting my concern with a barrage of negativity like venom dripping from their tongues after i’ve gone out of my way to be of aid, all that i can say is – okay. if that is so, i’m not here. i’m sorry that i’m not easy nor good enough. i thought that i cared quite a bit. yet then again, i know how it is that i sincerely feel and i refuse to repeatedly consume their own poison into myself. i was vulnerable because i trusted enough to be so, believing their every word from pristine to cruel. they said that i’m insecure, so i allowed myself to feel that way to the fullest. they said that i isolate myself, so after succumbing to the idea, being alone abruptly became my new aspiration in life. now they say that i don’t care, in more vulgar terms. so i almost decided to not care, because those words were expressed so deeply. but none of this is their fault nor are they to blame. i only have myself for that much. the only fault they have is that they told me to trust them. usually in love, that’s what you do, so i did. maybe this is too aberrant,. too capricious. i’m sorry that i cannot change, alter, or fix it. i wish my own life weren’t in shambles, either. if i could change it all, i would. i guess this angel has botched wings and a broken heart.” — Caitin Stickels