He looked at me with contempt.
Cold. Detached.
As if I were not a woman with whom he shared his life, but simply a thing that can be rid of.

“Nobody needs you.”
These words became his last shot. But then he did not know that he did not destroy me – he liberates.

I loved him to the last drop
I was the very “ideal” wife. The one that cooks, erases, waits, forgives, silent, swallows tears.
In the beginning he was different. Caring, gentle, attentive. Or it seemed to me so.
But over time, everything began to change.
He became cold. Closed. Harsh.
And every time I tried to talk – he waved:

“You spoil everything yourself.”
“You are not interesting.”
“I have important things.”
“Nobody needs you.”

The last phrase sounded most often.

I left. Without a plan. Without confidence. But with hope
One morning I woke up and realized: if I do not leave now, I will not be.
I am nonexistent in his eyes. Forgotten. Faded.

I collected a suitcase.
He did not stop. Did not ask where. Didn’t say a word.
Just grinned:

“Nobody needs you.”

This was his last “goodbye”.

New life began from scratch
I rented a tiny room in an old house. I got a job for a low -paying job.
In the afternoon – worked. At night – studied online.
I began to read, study marketing, wrote texts, took orders.
The first months were hell. Without money, without support, without a family nearby.
But I had one thing: the will to live.

I looked in the mirror and said to myself every day:

“You need you. Yourself. The world. Life. “

A year has passed. And suddenly … he returned
He appeared unexpectedly. In the messenger.

“You have changed …”
“You have become different …”
“I want to return everything …”

On my social networks are thousands of subscribers.
My articles publish in large publications.
My face is in advertising.
I’m smiling. I am free.

“You have become beautiful. I miss, ”he wrote.
“I will not recognize you. Can I start over again? “

My answer was simple
“You said that nobody needs me.
And I was needed to the whole world.
But the most important thing – I became needed by myself.
And this is forever. “

Now he is one
I heard about him by accident. Lost a job. Distolled with a new passion.
He writes in social networks foggy posts about the “loss of a real woman.”
And I’m not angry anymore.
I am grateful.

He killed me to be born again.

This story is not only about me
You read it and perhaps heard the same words.

“Nobody needs you.”
Do not believe.
You need you. Yourself. Life. To the future.

Those who say so are simply afraid of your strength.
Because they feel that you are capable of more than they can withstand.