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Dear John

My version of Taylor's Dear John. No, it's not a song. It's another "letter" to my abuser.



Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.

The law may not say you did anything wrong. But, you and I both know that you did. I know what you did. I may not be calling you directly out on what you did but I'm not staying quiet about it either.

I should feel no shame. What other people think or what they think they know doesn't matter.

You may never go to jail, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to keep myself in this jail either. I don't belong there.

I deserve to be happy and loved and to have a bright future. And I'm going to. You tried to take that all away from me but I'm stronger than that. 

I may want to hit you with a rubber mallet but the best I can do is not give you power. And believe it or not, I'm trying to pray for you. Pray that God helps me through this and pray that someday you realize how wrong you were. It won't be easy, but maybe that's all I can do now.

I don't know. But, I'm taking the blame off me. 

Dear John, I hope to say goodbye to the memories. That when I see a yellow car or hear certain words that I will not freak out. I hope to have an amazing life with Jeff who truly loves me and not what you did get in the way. If I keep talking about this, praying and holding onto the support I've been given, I believe I will be able to.

Dear John, it's time for me to say goodbye.

Katie



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