Some days i feel good but why can’t my mind accept that he was keeping me as a backup while telling me he loved me? Was i really that bad to deserve being treated like a second option? I genuinely loved him. What can i do now? Those memories of him talking to someone else feel like a cage i can’t escape.
I can’t accept that his cheating was his fault…Why do i still blame myself and feel like i wasn’t enough…
Why cant i stop questioning my worth…
Yk, I loved him so much that i slowly lost myself trying to please him. I kept putting his needs before mine adjusting and making efforts to keep him happy. And deep down, i know he never put in the same level of effort.
People keep saying that if I hadn’t made him the centre of my world and given him everything so freely, he wouldn’t have taken me for granted or left me.
Or maybe he has never cheated or maybe we would have been happy if i had stayed longer, but the moment i caught him, he dumped me. Just a minute before that, he was talking about our future and telling me how much he loved me.