Toxicity

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I left the toxicity awhile back  

I still suffer with PTSD fallout  
Her chiselling ways wore  
many garments, make for  
unwanted heavy dreams  
 
Even in defeat I gave her reason  
to blame  
It's what some of us do  
 
She'd think of me as that  
Children to grandchildren likewise  
handed down  
struck off the family photo tree  
He we dont talk about..  
He was a troubled man
Dont go being like him..
 
Though..  
Was I really part of  
Would I have been missed earlier  
Did I make a difference?  
Did they all make an effort?  
 
Thankfully I dont tread in such thoughts
as much as I did
Unnecessary pondering achieves nothing

Around myself I'm comfortable in
who I am now  
Accepting of who I was then