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No one hurts me more than you. You make me feel small and unlovable.  If only I could be this way or that or jump through some hoop you've created for me, only then could you possibly love me.  But you don't.  And you won't.

I will never be enough for you.

And I need you out of my life so I can start to believe that I will be enough for someone else.

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