She’s not here anymore. You don’t get to say you love her while ignoring her basic needs. You don’t get to claim you love her while shutting her out when she tries to communicate with you.

You don’t get to call it love when your efforts consist of just enough crumbs to keep her hungry for more. Because love isn’t the bare minimum.

She’s learned the hard way that what you called love was nothing more than a battlefield of your unhealed trauma where she was a casualty of your refusal to seek help. 

But that version of her…the one who tolerated it, excused it, and accepted less than she deserved…she’s not here anymore. 

She’s left the war within you and created her own peace.