you weren't too much. you were exactly enough and they couldn't handle being seen by someone who was. say it meaner than that
anger is grief with its jaw set. write it here instead of sending it — the point is the saying, not the delivery.
answer it where no one knows you
toska is an anonymous space for heartbreak — no names, no faces, no feeds designed to keep you scrolling. one prompt a night, strangers who get it.
open toskaabout the appmore for anger
- what's the thing you bit back every time. let it out, no one here is grading your tone
- did they ever say sorry or did they just say they felt bad that you were hurt
- what did loving them cost you that you only see the bill for now
- they want to be friends. what's the laugh you held back when they asked