Don't worry, your scars will fade.

Allow me to break it down for you, vaguely: I thought you were my friend. I trusted you. You screwed me over. You won't admit it. You feel guilty, which is why you keep trying to contact me. The worst part is that you knew I've been screwed over before, so many times. You made me have to explain to my boyfriend why Im an idiot. I count my lucky stars every day he doesn't hate me. I set boundaries and you stomped on them. I no longer trust you. We are no longer friends. You do not exist to me. Fuck you.

My boyfriend makes me feel so good about myself. I had the fleeting 'I love this man' thought for the first time today and that scares me more then anything. Because I actually trust this one. They all say the same shit. And they all end up leaving. 🙄🙄🙄🙄