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I'm done. No turning back. It's time to face reality. No more hiding in the shadows, watching you soak up the glory. I want to be in the light. Feel the warmth of the sun. I'm not a doll to be used and then thrown away. Why didn't you understand? I'm not yours. I'm not disposable. I'm not Superman, made out of steel. I can't deflect every blow. I'm vulnerable, delicate. My heart is like paper. You can't just put it in the shredder. I can only take so much and I'm pretty sure, I've taken all I can stand.