Enabler You were my enabler. You provoked and praised the most pitiful, pathetic parts of me. Letting go of you meant more than letting go of bad habits. It meant escaping a version of myself that I never desired to know. January 1, 2025 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Enable, fucked, Me, Narcissist, Narcissistic, Poetry, You 4 Comments
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