Oct 29, 2023
Artober Day 27: Dates , or Going shopping with your Ex
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Artober Day 27: Dates , or Going shopping with your Ex
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A Little Hurt Never Hurt Nobody
I’m sad.
I’m single again.
But I’m not sad that I’m single. I’m just sad how it played out. How I feel played.
As you may or may not remember, I took on the the task of dating a recovering addict whom relapsed, with a string of mental health issues among other things. And despite all that, I tried. It’s me after all. I try to see the best in everyone, whether that’s too my detriment.
Even though I feel a weight off my shoulders, I’m still sad. Breakups are just hard. You see someone at least once a week, you text good morning, you text goodnight, they integrate with your life, people ask where’s X when you show up alone… and *snap*, you have to learn to live life alone again. And it’s that part I’m mostly sad about.
Do I suggest you dating a recovering addict? I’m not gonna say yes or no. If you have the will power, the mental strength, they treat you right, they make you smile, they make you feel good about yourself, then yeah, go for it. When I had last posted, everyone said I was crazy to even think about dating him. However, it’s not the addict part that got me, it was the mental illness, the I don’t feel my best self around you that got to me.
Prior to the ending things with him, the night before. I ran into two exes at the club.
- The one I “hurt” and blocked me on all socials, flaunting his new bf in my face. Luckily, I already knew the guy + I already heart through the grapevine so I wasn’t blind sided.
- The one that hurt me and belittled me. He was upset that I haven’t been responding to his DMs and that I didn’t want to dye his hair. He drunkenly admitted that he just wanted to be friends Bc I’m so amazing and I know who I am. “I helped him become who he is and love his gay side” I told him how he belittled me and I never listened to my friends when they told me he did. I felt a great weight off my chest.
Anyways. The point is. 3 exes within a 12 hour span. My heart and mind was heavy…
Followed by this new guy. Honestly, I’ll say it here, he might be it. But I don’t want to hype it up either.
HOWEVER, even though X meant less to me over time, I need time to recover before I can really be with this new guy. But I’m scared if I tell him, he is gonna think he is the rebound. Or that I technically cheated with him, and then broke up with X.
As always, sorry for this long post. I just had to write something as I was just laying in the bed. Crying over X, Bc even though he wasn’t significant, my heart still feels heavy.
Thank you for listening. Reading. I always appreciate it. Appreciate you. Xoxo
i like to inflict pain onto the both of us
im thinkin about domestic frerard........ them curled up on the couch with frank's head on gerard's shoulder watching the sci-fi channel, sitting at the kitchen table in the morning and drinking tea, using pet names casually, debating over who's gonna walk the dogs etc đź’“
there’s not a worry in the world 4 them ❤️ just a blissful happy marriage where they can age so gracefully 2gether… going 2 disney… getting in petty little fights over the thermostat… like every song off stomachaches is never written 💔 rip if only :(
Wishin' you the best, pray that you are blessed
Much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
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To anon with the 2 part submission just now. I have some ideas. Sit tight. -K
They say that you cannot be friends with exes. Well, I honestly think that is bullshit. Freshman to sophmore year I dated this boy, truly thought I was in love. We dated for a year and a half and had the most wonderful time together. We shared so many memories, we built one another into the people that we are today, from our love for each other to all the pain that we put each other through. At that point in my life he was my everything, but you also learn that time heals. As a couple of years after we ended it all & went through the worst heartbreaks we could ever imagine we were okay again, in our own lives.Â
These couple of years later my phone vibrates as I’m cuddled up to my current  boyfriend watching a show as we usually do... it’s a notification. One of my exes friends were commenting on my old photos of him, going back and forth in convo. I messaged said ex asking him to have them stop, as I didn’t want my boyfriend seeing all of the old memories, I didn’t want to see them. I was finally okay and in a great new journey. I figured it would hurt me all over again.. but it didn’t. It was actually a sense of release from the past. We both ended up apologizing for our actions in the past & catching up on everything. How we were doing, where we were in our lives and what had changed. Not too long after the messages I saw him in person and felt no connection, but a friendship. It was nice, someone who had helped you grow into the person that you were understand exactly what you’re talking about. Your crazy family, your dumb friends, your stupid little quirks and your obsessions. Seeing how much of them have changed and realizing how much of that was because of your impact. It’s hard to believe that someone who left you so broken could help you when someone breaks you all over again, it’s funny how much of a friend they can become after all that they put you through and how much you had gone through together. They can help you understand you more than you can yourself at times and are the best for making you realize how stupid you can act in your current relationship. Becoming friends with my ex was probably one of the best things to ever happen to me & I’m glad that’s where we ended up.Â
Wonder how long before he suspects. “Wow, that’s such a coincidence! My so also broke up with me today...”