Almost a year since my last post. I am okay. I don't miss him, or crave him. Those feelings I had been avoiding in addition to all that comes with breaking up.
I was sharing him. Even if I had been gullible enough to believe him earlier on that he would let em all go, reality purely dictated different and I trudged on 'creating this new life'. Stability and love, my kids needed it.
It ended badly. Not the way I needed it to go. And he made it worse. He wouldn't go quietly. I could almost believe the act, the possibility that he truly loved me and was hurt...
Nah...
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