I was in the middle of writing a different blog post when I got this:
I’m blind sided. I thought we were so good. I am so in love with him. Yesterday, he introduced me to a friend as his girlfriend. Today he breaks up with me. I had no idea. I literally had no idea he was having issues with our relationship. I thought we were so good. As recently as last Thursday, he stopped in the middle of what we were doing and said “Fuck, I love you so much”. We spent the whole weekend together. We had fun. It was great. Fuck me. Fuck. Me. How could I be so unaware that I missed this? How could I mean so little to him that I get a fucking email? How can feeling like there’s an issue not be reason to address the fucking issue? Try to get the root of it? Sure, feeling like an obligation is a bad thing. I don’t want to feel like an obligation, but certainly don’t think that it’s a reason to break up. Talk about the things that make it feel like an obligation. Figure out a way to fix it. I wasn’t worth enough to him to figure out a way to fix it. Or even try. Fuck. Me. How was I so wrong? I wasn’t worth enough to him. Wow. I can’t wrap my head around it.
This was my final text to him:
Fuck I hate making grammatical errors. ***you’re