Today’s been rough… ex gf is giving me hope… I dunno if it’s false hope… I guess I don’t fully trust her… I know I even just want to be in the same room as her… hear her voice again… just like I have for the last 2 years… even when I was living in my SUV… just call and hearing her voice made it better… i think that’s what it means to love her… I dunno… is that enough? She got a new guy there… it’s only been a week… he’s sleeping in MY bed… he’s sitting on MY couch he’s eating off MY dishes… with MY fork and my knives… and well apparently it’s ok… she’s living ” day to day “, and she says she wants to explore “the new relationship”, so what do I do? I wanna take everything that’s mine away… fuck you… that’s shit is mine… but doing that is not what I would call loving her… and I do love her… I don’t love him tho… I take the bed he can’t sleep on it, but neither can she… and I want her to be happy… so I don’t take the bed… she needs something to sleep on… wtf… how do I like her so much that I’m willing to be hurt by her for her happiness… even at the sacrifice of my own…
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Only love can do that to you.
Well, you definitely love her man… and you’ve got to give her space.
Take the shit you need. You can totally sacrifice comfort and household effects for her, but not having a bed to sleep on or a house to live in isn’t going to make her change her mind about what she wants.
You don’t have to throw her out on the street, but you don’t need to live like a shit because she wants some space. If nothing else, at least take away your expensive shit; sell it, and post up in some shity motel or on a friend’s couch. If you can, use the money to try and do something fun and distracting.