So I've done something.. A sketch, a doodle to vent. I couldn't draw further than that, as the tears were litterally blinding me. The pain is too much to bare.
Some of you guys know the story behind this piece. For those who don't, let's just say that I've been manipulated by someone I've knew since the age of 6, considered her to be my little sister, protected her from everything. Turns out she's a sociopath. She hates me and made me linger with hope and faked interest in me, made me cry of joy before dagging me right in the chest with the cold hard truth. All for her personnal pleasure. For dominance. She made me dance like a pinocchio just to see me cry and hurt the root that once connected us.

The drawing explains my feeling. I've been crying my heart out on and off since yesterday. I told the ones who are the closest to me. But I won't go into details with anyone else. It's just too much for me. People don't know how painful it is to realize that someone you know turns out to be a sociopath (I'm talking about the real signs, not some random emos laughing at dead babies on 4chan).

Moral of the story : keep toxic people as far away as you can imagine from your life.