I cannot continue being a source of comfort to you while you self destruct. You owe me nothing; no obligation, no guilt, no apologies.

I adore you, utterly. I want nothing more than to be around you, and I hope you will find it within you to believe that you are truly forgiven for whatever you have done that has caused me pain.

I don't know what has happened in your life to leave you feeling worthless and deserving only of objectification and abuse, but I know that in order to have any chance at finding happiness you must stop working to confirm those self-negating feelings.

I don't expect you to change anything on my account; if you want to harm yourself I certainly cannot stop you, but it will not help you to see yourself hurting me.

This is not a condemnation, a judgment, or a rejection of you. I know you have issues. I accept them, and will support you wholeheartedly as you try to overcome them, but I cannot care as I do and stand by knowing that you're instead trying to make things worse. Neither can I stop caring.