One aside of me is happy with my decision to leave Drake. He cheated on me for the whole 5years we were together. On and off again. Never spent time with me. Made me feel bad if we didn't have sex every single time he wanted to. Lots of things. He lost him self some where along the way, and me -being the usual "help everyone" kind of person- tried to find him again for him.... In result, along the way I began to loose myself in the search for him. The man I loved and fell in love with years before. So around that time is when I began to wonder if I should be in the relationship anymore. For many months I wondered and tried to push the thought out of my head. Constantly reminding my self of how much I love him. But the thoughts got stronger and stronger. Every time he began to get upset with me for nothing or every time he wasn't there for me and even more when he lied to me. The. For months I quietly began to talk to some people about it. And them thoughts became more and more real. Then I found my self falling back into a deep depression. With the lost of my best friend and the thoughts about leaving the last person I trusted. I was lost. And I knew it was a good thing... And time... To leave and separate myself.
Then there is the side of me that is holding a sort of grudge against me. I had left the one person I loved and trusted -even if he didn't deserve it- more than anything. I cry more than ever. I trust nobody. Even those who deserve it and haven't done anything wrong. When I found one of Drakes tabletops in my drawer last night.... It smelt just like him and I wanted to cry my eyes out and be a very at my self. I wanted to screen and punish myself for the decisions I made! Why?!? Why!!?? Did u let him go. Why, why do I hurt and why do I hurt myself? What did you do???...........
This war with in is beginning to feel like its ripping me apart..... I don't know which side to chose and feel. I keep trying to ignore it I guess.... Just file it away deep inside with everything else I want to forget about. Why does life have to be worse than the "Hell" in a Christians fairy tail?
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