There’s nothing past this.
It went on for 11 months. I tried to end it once but regressed. The second time, I walked away and never looked back. It’s almost been a year now. And we both went on to find bigger and better things. It was the best decision I ever made. A true testament to my independence and my self worth. But I am still human and the thoughts still lingers. I can’t help be feel that I wasn’t good enough. He’s given her everything he could never give to me and more. I replay it over and over again. I can’t shake the feeling.
I think the most difficult thing about situations like this is that I don’t want anything to change. I wouldn’t change anything. We are incompatible. I have no desire to be a part of his life. Everything has a time and place. It happened, it didn’t work, it ended, and we both found better relationships because of it. But it still stings. A self confidence shaker. The why her and why not me and the what was wrong with me. Questions that have no real answer that can bring any comfort or healing.
There’s no real meaning or purpose for this post. I just had to get the emotion out. It’s been eating me up.