My boyfriend and I broke up in May. We had been together for five years and I thought he was the one. I thought that he would change. He told that he didn't want to get married yet when we first started dating. He was recently divorced so I could totally understand why he wouldn't want to make a commitment.
Five years later I realized he probably just didn't think I was "the one" which is terribly painful. So we ended things on my birthday in May.
I am just trying to pick up the pieces. I'm finally able to sleep through the night a few days a week. I found an apartment that I'm moving in to next weekend. I still am very hurt. Five years is a long time.
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