I am here to point out that everybody, man or woman, has one thing in common: being good at relationships.
We have nothing left to do but say goodbye.
It took me a while to realize this but being the perfect girl who never gets drunk, doesn’t sleep around, and needs every single person to validate everything she does is NOT what makes you dateable.
Your emotional detachment from your own life is affecting how you treat other people.
You cry yourself to sleep weekly, wondering why you were not good enough for him.
I’m choosing me.
I am grateful for the gifts you have given me, and for my ability to recognize them within myself. My intuition, empathy, and ability to heal others can feel like a curse sometimes, but I know they are blessings to help guide me through life.
What you saw as your harmless fun, was his toxic misery.
Now that you are here, I don’t want to imagine a life without you and I know I don’t have to.
I want to love you, but the endless toll of lost love is holding me back.