Do I Deserve You?
The Tyrant Behind the Smile
Before love softened the sharp edges of who I was, there existed a version of me that thrived in the shadows of emotional control. I wore charm like
armor, used words like weapons. I knew how to touch hearts without ever offering mine. I found pleasure not in connection, but in dominance -not in love, but in control.
Each teardrop I caused was a trophy. Each broken attachment, a mark of power. I didn’t touch bodies; I touched emotions -twisted them, bent them, and left before the fallout. I was aware of what I was becoming, and maybe that's what made it worse: the fact that I knew, and kept going.
But this is not just a confession. This is the begining. The beginning of how one girl her unraveled the monster I had built myself to be.
But before that, you need to meet the monster. me.
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