Break.

Your.
Arm.
Now.

I want it to hurt.
I want you to be ruined.
Just like me.
Then we will really and truly be even.
I forgave you and I forgave me but that doesn't fix my issues.
You caused them and someone else fixes them.
You took the easy way out you sonofabitch.
And I can't because I don't have a choice.
I'm stuck this way.
I am permanently dysfunctional.
And you're the person who I can blame and I know for a fact that I am not being unfair in that realization.
You didn't just hurt me. You ruined me.
I am ruined and it's your fault.
Take responsibility and do something.
But you won't.
Because you will never know that this is about you.
Will you?

Didn't think so.