You get to this place where the comfort of just being with them sets in. They’re your person. Your comfort. The person you can be 100% yourself around. And maybe that’s why we accept the issues and allow them to continue for so fucking long.
But then it’s time to set boundaries. And when you do, he leaves. And then you’re stuck not only feeling disposed of, but your comfort is gone. Your person is gone, and you have to focus on the bad shit to get through it or the reality of the fact that you’re losing your best friend will make you go back to accepting the bad shit too.
I don’t want that with anyone else.
If THAT person, your comfort person, can hurt you like that, how can you actually trust anyone else?
















