Survive

​I don’t care who is on his side. 

I don’t care who thinks I’m crazy or a lie. 

I don’t care who he tells about my reaction to his abuse or neglect. 

I don’t care who thinks he is nicer. 

I don’t care who thinks he is better. 

I don’t care who thinks I deserved it. 

I care that I lived when he wanted me to die. 

I care that I didn’t drown in the tears I cried. 

I care that the rage he gave me became my hedge of protection.

I care that he can’t take the peace out of my home because he will never be accepted. 

I care that I learned to cut off his gaslights to give light to my path. 

I don’t care what anyone thinks; because I was strong enough to leave his ass.