Dear Mistress,

Why am I not fucking good enough for you? I know you have had a crappy day, but why can't I do anything to help you? Why do you always need her. I know you two are supposedly together, but that is no reason to make me feel like shit! We do have our times...but it seems like you would rather have her than me. I love you, but you're killing me. You're tearing me to pieces and I can't keep up, I'm losing my self bit my bit. You told me I was your "soul", that you needed me to stay for you to keep going. It just doesn't show anymore. You've completely taken me over, because I'm positive I couldn't go on without you. At the same time...if I stay you're going to destroy me. I thought I got rid of all the shit I felt before. You helped me with that. You were the one person I need. You still run around and make me feel like shit, even if you don't notice it. So tell me...why aren't I good enough?! Why can't I be the person you told me I was? I don't know how much longer I can stand this. This...it means a lot of things. It's letting out the shit I'm feeling right now, it's letting the people actually willing to read this know what I have...but what is also completely obliterating me. I guess in some ways this is a form of "good-bye", I don't know how much more I can stand. I'm either going to explode or implode, but you won't be able to help me. I love you. I really do. Maybe it'll work out. Maybe.

Love,
Your precious Kitty

Also, have fun with the inside look on the shit I actually deal with. Oh! And with how fucked up I am, too.