I’m sick of this. I found someone who I love, and she’s been incredible enough to let me into her life. It’s not easy for her, because of her past, but she managed to let me become a large part of her life, before deciding she needed to focus on herself, and couldn’t sustain any sort of relationship. I’m okay with that.
What I’m not okay with is the fact that her past doesn’t stay in her past. She’s been abused since she was a child. She has PTSD and anxiety and depression because of it. She flashes back, she relives that pain constantly, she never […]