Right now everything is just falling apart. About a month and a half ago I broke up with a boyfriend that I had been with for two years. I gave my first everything to him. My first kiss. My first love. My first relationship. My first time. And everything was wonderful. Yes we got in fights and didn’t always see eye to eye. But I knew that at the end of the day he was always there for me. He never once made me feel bad about myself.
Then I went to a class and met another guy and I let him get in my head and make me think that my relationship wasn’t good. That my boyfriend was abusive. And my parents only encouraged the growing thoughts that maybe it was time to end the relationship. Yet there was nothing wrong with it.
When I finally did end it I ignored him for a week. Despite his many attempts at getting me to talk to him. Which effectively made every one on his side hate me to no end.
The worst part is that I still love him and I have no idea why I ended it with him. And it’s getting harder and harder for me to see anyone liking me in the same way. I’m just feeling so alone and broken.
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So why won’t you try to get back with him?
Hey, at least you know you can find love and your attractive relax you don’t know how hard it is for people like me.
I can’t even get a fucking girlfriend so chill the fuck out.
sigh. why don’t you chill?
this isn’t “i don’t have what you have so only i have the right to be unhappy.” no real news, every single person in this place is suffering from something, the grass ain’t always greener. i’ll leave it at that.