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Wow things do change huh, 10 months ago I started taking steps to change what felt like a miserable relationship and now I'm happy, fulfilled and getting all I feel I deserve. Damn thats good.
It's just that going to therapy and reconnecting with my friends has made me realise that it's not normal to behave the way you do towards me.
Cried myself to sleep last night.
Woke up still tired, frustrated, angry and sad.
Saving up to move out.
I can't even cry as much anymore.
I'm already heartbroken, I've already gotten past this relationship. You just make me feel bad, and I don't want to have to deal with it.
So things were only going better as long as you have other things to do.
The moment it's just the two us there's only negative comments and patronising behaviour.
Not even a good night.
Nice. Cool.
I dreamt I talked to you and you reacted like a normal person. You listened, told me it was normal to feel that way, that you were sorry about that but how I perceived things was wrong and that you loved me and cared for me. Then we cried and hugged.
Now I have to sit here knowing that won't happen.
Fuck I am unhappy.
Talk happening soon, wondering if this will be the time it ends.
Do you take my love, care and attention for granted?
You do realise that the only people giving you that it's me and your ex boyfriends, right?
It's clear they want something, are you blind or just playing?
Rung up my ex.
He made me feel more loved and cared while he felt like shit that she's done in months.
He even acknowledged my gender.
Maybe we could try again when he's back.
She's not here.
I broke my sobriety.
I dreamed of my ex.
I miss him.
I do feel unhappy with you these days.
I don't think it's normal that you always have to rationalise and fix me every time I'm not smiling. Because lately you are the cause. And you don't fix yourself.
When she talks about this dude's current drug addiction and her "motherly urge" to protect him she sounds like she has a purpose.
When I feel like I'm about to relapse she makes me feel pathetic and sounds like I'm weak.
Alone again, on a Thursday night.
She might not sleep here tonight, again.
She might spend the night cuddling with some other dude.
I miss her, I miss us.
Everytime she has an opportunity between working on us and herself she chooses her own comfort and benefit. It's been months now and the certainty of where this is headed keeps crushing me like the weight of a savage beast of indifference stepping on my back till my bones turn to dust.
I'm just seeing my relationship with the love of my life and the person who saved me from myself crumble before my very eyes and no matter how hard I try to stop it nothing works and I feel like something is breaking is inside of me.
Hi, so, I'm Raven and this is my secondary account for horny depression. Hope everyone's having a bit more fun than me.
