I have reached the dead end.
I can walk no more.
I can not turn around because my heart, my courage, my values, my everything is broken so I have no energy left.
I am bidding adieu to the world. I was a firm believer in re-incarnation. But I hope you all never see me again. Good bye.
I had a feeling last time that he would come back, that it wouldn't actually be the last time. I had a feeling that I would need to build up my defenses and put on more armor to prepare for the future, because it surely wouldn't be the last time.
And what do you know? Just a couple months later he's back and knocking on my door, expecting to be let in like the millions of times before. But I was prepared this time. I wasn't playing around this time. How dare he text me and ask to see me with just a moment's notice. As if he hadn't learned anything! As if he didn't notice last time that something wasn't right! He still has no idea of the damage that he has done...of the scars that he repeatedly rips open again and again.
It was the first time in 9 years that when he asked to see me, I simply said no thanks. Never before have I just said no thanks. And he made himself such a victim in response, he never wondered for a minute that maybe the reason I didn't want to see him was because I was done with handing bullets to someone so they could keep shooting me. He responded with a single, stupid, lame frowny face. And then when I didn't take the bait, he simply said "now I'm sad." As if it's my responsibility to provide happiness for him, whenever he needs it and regardless of the years of him stabbing me in the back. I'm not his hype-girl.
And I'm done being his Plan B girl too. He can't just demand to have me when it's convenient for him but treat me like shit the rest of the time. And pretend like we're "friends", how absurd. Friends don't behave this way.
He asked if I was okay, pointed out that I "seemed a little off" and that I "wasn't acting like the girl he knew and loved."
How dare you! You don't love me, or you wouldn't treat me like this. And you for sure as hell don't know me. You don't know me anymore. You are simply a stranger. You think I seem "off" because I'm not falling at your feet like I did before, you think I seem off because when you commanded me to jump I didn't respond with "how high?" You think I'm not okay, because you aren't used to me not giving you exactly what you want.
How dare you...
People on this site are disgusting me, talking about married women are better and wrapped in his arms thinking of someone else. Go fuck yourselves
Anyways, I decided to not like you anymore, so you can save your dirty looks for someone else
I prefer the reality of relationships over the fantasy, the real sh!t. But you leave me stuck in fantasy land
yoooo guys guess what i told my crush i liked him and he friendzoned me and told me he thought for two years that he thought that he was gay
(he hasnt talked to me for a week)
What is going on? Why have you changed? The only thing I can think is that you have actually been reading these posts of mine. That is horrifying.
Just to clarify, I don't want anything from you, except your friendship. Now FOR you? I want you to know that you are loved and special, and I want you to find happiness. I realized long ago that my heart is foolish and went through the mourning of heartbreak. I'm fine. It's okay. That's why I come here to release that energy. To cope. So that we can remain friends. I've been doing it for years.
If you have found this, please know that I mean no harm in writing here. I can't help how I feel, but I can control my actions and what I do about those feelings. Some days are easier than others. It's just been difficult for about a week now. Time will help. It will