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Hate knowing that breaking no contact with my ex to go off about how awful she is and that Iâm mad that I didnât recognize it and stand up for myself more, and tell her that sheâs just like her mom, is a terrible idea.
omg i love the comics so much
Slept for like two hours and woke up sad and cried again. Scrolling through tiktoks and cried again and itâs literally so dumb lol the person asked âwhat object in your house knows you the best?â And as two women, we constantly made the joke âwomen are objectsâ so I thought of her, and had to mentally correct to ex instead of partner, and thought about her leaving my house.
Hearing her sob in the living room while i sob in my room âđŒ
I am so ready to have my house back and my peace. And three hours ago I wasnât sad at all thinking about it. But she came in and we could joke and talk and I heard her talking and laughing from the other room. And I do still love her voice and her laugh, I do still soften for her. I still love her so much. I donât regret the choice to end it, I would not even consider taking it back. And it hurts so bad.
Break ups are wild because this morning I accidentally saw her crying and as soon as she left I violently sobbed at the kitchen table and could no longer bring myself to even try and eat the bagel I intended to force myself to choke down.
Now itâs 2:30 am and Iâm up absolutely seething over how terribly I was treated
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As much as Iâm hurting and mourning, I just need to remind myself that I am mourning what we could have been, not what the relationship was. Just because she met my needs early on when the stakes were still low doesnât mean it ever was going to get back there. If the relationship was happy, I wouldnât have ended it.
I loved her with everything I had, I would do anything to make her happy. And I never felt appreciated, I was never at peace, I was always sad, always desperate for more. I constantly felt like I was bothering her, I was not loved the way I needed to be. And I communicated so many times that I needed more, and I was made so many promises.
She could always justify why it was my fault she didnât meet my needs. I consistently apologized to her when she hurt me. It kept me up at night, I had panic attacks and was throwing up regularly from the stress of this relationship.
I miss laughing with her and talking to her and being with her. I miss making dinner together, I miss the ways we clicked. I am heartbroken that we were going to start trying for a family that will never happen. I donât miss feeling guilty for trying to cuddle my partner. I donât miss a loud sigh before being given a hug. I donât miss caring for her and loving her while she was sick, for her to refuse to care for me while I was sick because she was tired of spending time with me. I donât miss writing out what I wanted to say to her in my notes, only to delete it because I know sheâs just going to be upset with me for wanting her to love me more.
The last âdateâ day we had, she was annoyed we had already spent time together the days prior. So she forced herself to hang out anyways, wouldnât look at me, would barely talk to me. Knowing I was bothering her caused me to have a panic attack, and she wouldnât comfort me through it when I asked for it.
I deserve better than this, I deserve to be loved. I deserve affection and care. I deserve a partner who sees what I bring to the table and loves me as much as I love them.
I love having a sensitive partner. We put on Bad Santa as a âfunâ Christmas movie that she hasnât seen and she was sobbing every time he was a dick he was a dick to Thurman. Literally so cute, I just love her
Agree to do petplay with a girl and I just run around naked in the bushes devestating the local ecosystem for several weeks until I get hit by a car and go to hell because I can't be Catholic