To the one's who kept quiet and never told anyone the side of your story let it all out no one knows you here and no one is gonna judge!
I'll go first: We met at work and slowly became friends. I found myself getting attracted to his quiet nature and the way he started sharing little details about his life with me. I had always promised myself that I would never confess unless I was sure the feelings were mutual, so I kept everything to myself.
But our mutual friends had different plans. They somehow got him to confess his feelings for me, and I gave in too. It was one of the most beautiful days of my life. For the first time, I felt what it was like to be chosen, to have someone genuinely feel the same way about me.
As months passed, reality slowly started settling in. Conversations became dry, and I noticed he was opening up emotionally ...just not to me. Someone else seemed to know the deepest parts of him while I stood outside, trying to convince myself that maybe that’s just how he was. I stayed quiet because at least he was opening up to someone.
But eventually, my thoughts grew louder than my patience. Nights turned into silent crying sessions where I kept questioning myself how could I be a good partner if I couldn’t even become his safe space? I tried communicating this to him. I explained how important it was for me to know what was going on in his mind, not because I wanted control, but because I wanted closeness.
Promises were made, but nothing really changed.
Then one day, I told him, “I feel like I’m not good enough for you.” Instead of understanding the insecurity behind those words, he took it as the end of everything. No questions, no conversation just my overthinking used against me jokes were made laughing emojis were sent. He said things like, “It feels like I’m the only one trying to make this relationship work,” and “You make no effort to create a safe space for me.”
And just like that, it was over.
What hurt the most was how easily he wrapped it all up without even trying to understand my side. As if all my feelings could simply be reduced to “unrealistic expectations.” And then hearing him say, “I had a lot of expectations from you too, but that was my mistake,” broke something inside me.
I still wonder how someone who once made you feel so chosen can suddenly make you feel so misunderstood. Just months ago he was ready to move mountains and now he is here talking this nonsense and that was the time I had to choose myself over him. I had to choose me over us!
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