I forgave. Everything.
I thought I expected nothing in return.
But acceptance and respect I have never received.
The dismissing, the mocking, the insults remain.
These things you feel I deserve.
I am not a joke.
I am a human being, that forgave as I once had been forgiven.
My decision has been made. You speak as if we will continue on.
What you said to me a year ago, and have never apologized for–as if you could–remains foremost in my mind while I consider. I am more than the list of your grievances and criticisms and insults.
I am.