It wasn’t the goodbye that hurt. It was the realization I had given up so much of myself to fit the mold I thought you wanted.

It wasn’t the goodbye that hurt. It was the feeling of loss of myself.

It wasn’t the goodbye that hurt. It was the realization I no longer recognized myself in the mirror.

It wasn’t the goodbye that hurt. It was the feeling of relief I felt from not having to pretend anymore. It was the feeling of guilt from pretending for so long.

It wasn’t the goodbye that hurt. It was the realization that if I have just been honest from the start, we may not have wasted so much time.