Stop saying you are sorry because your sorry won’t take back everything you did to me. It won’t compensate for all the nights I spent crying in my bed, waiting for you.
Your sorry won’t make all the lies you’ve told me right to my face disappear. It won’t take away all the baggage you’ve brought into my life and make it easier to carry.
I appreciate your desire to change. I am happy to see you finally empathizing and realizing all the pain you’ve caused me.
However, your apology won’t make everything okay. It won’t erase all the hurt and pain you’ve put me through. It won’t replace and stop all the flashbacks, the nightmares, and the never-ending fear.
I accept your apology, but that doesn’t mean that you are allowed back in my life. It doesn’t mean that I’ve forgotten all you did to me.
Because it is really insulting to me that you could believe that a simple apology can make up for all the trauma I’ve experienced for years because of you.
I am sorry that you feel guilty. I am sorry that you are losing sleep. I am sorry because now you want to get me back. But, if I am being honest, you deserve it. And yes, you should feel terrible and guilty for your actions.
If you could treat me like crap for so long, I can block your number and ignore your texts. After you’ve treated me like I was disposable, you don’t exist for me.
And I don’t care if your words are really true this time. Sincere or not, they are way too late.
You can go on saying that you’ve never wanted to do and say all those nasty things to me. You can go on saying that you’ve never meant to break my heart. But you did. You can continue trying to justify yourself and your actions, but it won’t make any difference to me now.
Enough with the drama. Enough with the fights. I don’t want to have any more of it. I am done. I am done talking. I am done explaining. I am done listening.
I moved on. I’ve put behind everything you and I have gone through. That’s why now, I am telling you – stop bothering me and leave me alone.
I forgive you if that’s what you need to calm your guilty conscience, but I don’t want to see you ever again.
You’ve made your bed, now go lie in it.
Mary Wright is a professional writer with more than 10 years of incessant practice. Her topics of interest gravitate around the fields of the human mind and the interpersonal relationships of people.