Thank you all for the support yesterday. Reading your messages helped me feel so much better.
Yesterday one of my friends drove half an hour to go for a walk with me (which is more than bar guy would’ve ever done). Then we went to the shops and tried on clothes. Afterwards, we met up with a mutual friend and her friends. The friends were so nice. They gave me really nice hugs, made me punch pillows, talked to me empathetically, bought me KFC because I hadn’t eaten all day, and then we drove to the beach. This experience has shown me that I can do so much better, as someone who hasn’t had a good time socially.
Not getting closure in person and feeling the loss absolutely sucks. It’s going to be sad for a bit. He didn’t even fight for me! I had guys who I’d only been on a few dates with wanting to talk it out and try to problem solve. I should’ve left months ago at my first sign of doubt. But there’s nothing I can do now. Now I know that I need to listen to what my body is telling me, because maybe it isn’t all that shit. I shouldn’t have to cry 30+ times just in a month because that is not normal (yep I have a crying tally whoops).
I also feel fucking relieved. Good riddance. I don’t have to beg for someone to show up for me anymore.
Thank you all for the support yesterday. Reading your messages helped me feel so much better.
Yesterday one of my friends drove half an hour to go for a walk with me (which is more than bar guy would’ve ever done). Then we went to the shops and tried on clothes. Afterwards, we met up with a mutual friend and her friends. The friends were so nice. They gave me really nice hugs, made me punch pillows, talked to me empathetically, bought me KFC because I hadn’t eaten all day, and then we drove to the beach. This experience has shown me that I can do so much better, as someone who hasn’t had a good time socially.
Not getting closure in person and feeling the loss absolutely sucks. It’s going to be sad for a bit. He didn’t even fight for me! I had guys who I’d only been on a few dates with wanting to talk it out and try to problem solve. I should’ve left months ago at my first sign of doubt. But there’s nothing I can do now. Now I know that I need to listen to what my body is telling me, because maybe it isn’t all that shit. I shouldn’t have to cry 30+ times just in a month because that is not normal (yep I have a crying tally whoops).
I also feel fucking relieved. Good riddance. I don’t have to beg for someone to show up for me anymore.