single moment that I felt special. Everything felt so different and I once felt so happy loved. And then, the sharpest of the knives suddenl8

It's just so hard to move on when I keep thinking about every single word that was once told me. Every single moment that I felt special. Everything felt so different and I once felt so happy loved. And then, the sharpest of the knives suddenly being stuck on my back. After 2 months, I'm still bleeding. It hurts like hell to be kicked like a trash bag in the street, like I was literally nothing, and realizing that I was nothing but a pillar to hold them when they needed, but now, I have no use anymore.