
Because they were in my life before and letting them go was the hardest thing I ever experienced and when he came back I thought he actually wanted me. I thought this time would be different. He apologized I believed he actually felt bad and wanted to try again… I wanted to have hope and be with him so bad … I ignored the red flags. I thought maybe it would lead to a relationship we talked about that and his friends even said that. It started off so promising then he faded away and cared less
* less and less if he ever cared at all. Then it was just finding the courage to leave something I wanted so badly and hoped/ wished for but I knew wouldn’t happen. That realization is hard to come by. And I didn’t leave with confidence I left with the broken denial that I deserved better
I do. I hear what you say. And it’s like my brain knows all of this but my heart won’t believe it. I want to believe 6 months I’m over it. But I was with him two years ago. And I guess I never fully got over him… then he came back and I guess just wanted to use me. I have no idea. Now I really for real need to get over him