Was with a boy for four years, on and off. There lots of love, but also a lot of hard work. He had school issues, lack of ambition almost, and didn’t understand the concept of commitment. Towards the end of the relationship, after many ups and downs, he finally seemed to understand commitment, but lost track of how important I(“the love of his life”) was. I was getting anxiety. (1/2 – I knew I deserved better, 1/4 – knowing its time to let go, 1/4 – still trying to love him. The worst part is, he doesn’t even try to get me back.. sometimes makes me confused.. but then I remember how much it doesn’t matter and how I’m going to find someone who will love me the was I’m supposed to be loved and tell me I’m awesome. Its been 2 months, and I feel stronger than ever. Feels good worrying only about myself.
