Nothing compares to the hate and hurt I feel right now. If there’s something worse than unbearably upset, consider me one.
We’ve been on and off for over two years now and I guess there really comes a point when you get tired of patching every single wrinkle and talking things over. For me, that was but one of the pathetic slash martyr things we do for love. Still, we can’t help it. As women, and apparently the more expressive party, we are entitled to find every single hope (no matter how minute it might be) to maintain a happy status though our relationships are nearing an inevitable demise. It’s an all too common unfair story.
Why do we always have to be the ones trying to save what’s left in the relationship? We deserve more respect and understanding, right? Are men really insensitive enough not to notice what we’re going through while they start flirting with every other female they take notice? It’s way too harsh. No one deserves such treatment.
Now, I’ve decided to call an end to a one sided relationship. It might take long, but I know there’ll come a time, I WILL MOVE ON…