I do not accept your abuse. No, I do not deserve it.
I do not buy your backhanded apologies, non-apologies, really. No, I’m smart enough to know the difference between the crap you are trying to dish out and a real apology.
I will never accept future exploitation by you. The only reason you exploited me at all is because you deliberately deceived me in order to get what you wanted. No, I do not believe that me giving you the benefit of the doubt makes me a bad person, but I do believe your choice to abuse me reveals a great deal more about you.
I accept that this is what you are. I have since been witness of your abuse towards others as well. No, I do not believe you have changed.
I accept that I cannot love you into being a good person. No, to attempt to do so is neither healthy nor sane.
I accept that I cannot expect you to be decent, even if I choose to model good behavior myself. You already know better, you just choose worse. No, to teach you better was your parents’ job.
I accept that you can no longer be a part of my life. No, I absolutely do deserve better.