My last partner. I left because I didn’t see a future. He was struggling, so I’m the bad one. I thought that he should be able to get it together, if he truly loved me. He couldn’t stay in a job and he was miserable. Aside from that, we fought fiercely. Our minds were too different. He prioritized other things over me, to a point I didn’t feel loved.
The one before that, was too immature for me. Grew in a million dollar home. Did not work for the most of our relationship. I was studying, doing multiple jobs & cooking. He told me he was bored because I was too busy. I left because I realized he couldn’t understand my suffering or wish to grow together in any way.
And the one before that, I left because although he loved me like no other, I was conceited and selfish. I hate who I was then. But I still would do the same, I didn’t love him. And my first, was a mistake. I was young and did not know what we were doing. I was sweet, he was a normal pretty boy. He didn’t know better, and neither did I. I was told he was alone and crying at a park after our break up, and I can’t believe it because I didn’t feel his love that much.
I’ve never once looked back. What’s done had to be done. Right now, I’ve found the perfect person I could ever ask for. And I wouldn’t have been able to find him if I didn’t leave when I needed to.. I think you just know, when it’s the right person you’re with. So if you think you need to leave, I think that’s a sign.