It makes me sad how often my feelings are taken for granted. I feel like nobody cares at all about how I feel. And sometimes, I can't even pretend anymore that I am okay. Some people think I'm mad, but the truth is, I'm hurt a lot. How could anyone hurt me and then leave like nothing happened? How could they even stand being happy while I am here alone with a shattered heart? I want to be angry. I want to avenge the part of me that has died because of them. But I'm not like them- I am not a bad person. I could do nothing with this pain. I would just sit with it and cry over it. I'm hurting a lot, and it hurts me even more to think that there's nothing I can do about it but to just feel it. I wish I could make them feel what they have made me feel. I wish they would know how much pain they have given me. And I wish they would know how damaged and lost I am because of them. But why does it feel like I'm the one who's unhappy? It hurts me to see the ones who hurt me being okay and happy while I am here, still trying to heal from the pain that they've caused me.