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Sometimes I get so discouraged due to the past. I see certain signs and decide it must be history repeating itself, and I must put a stop to it. I promised myself I would never give someone the power to do such wrong to me, and it's a promise I have kept to myself for quite some time. If I'm not being appreciated or not being treated like I matter, I will not stick around, no matter how much I love someone, I love myself more. I can only say so many times that I am feeling upset and not have it handles before I leave. It's not out of spite, but that I deserve to have my concerns handled. I am glad that it didn't end in me fleeing, but I know this is because this is real. I have never felt something so real or so good, it would be awful to see it thrown away. God, I spend so much time thinking, I fear my thoughts will ruin me and the things I love the most.
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