She’ll know, she’ll know.

She will remember when you didn’t let her eat. She will remember what you didn’t let her pack for lunch. She will remember what snacks you didn’t let her eat. She will remember how she felt at track practice when you almost made her pass out.

She’ll never forget you making her miss an entire year of the sport that she loved. She’ll never forget that you're the reason she’s so used to needles now. She’ll never forget how shitty and lonely you made her feel. She’ll never forget every time that you made her feel ugly and worthless.

She might forgive you, but she’ll always know.

-a letter to my E.D.