u/Adventurous_Life_943

I just want to know why me.
Why did loving someone have to cost me my peace?

I gave my all, trusted completely, and still ended up broken.
Why does being genuine hurt this much?

I told him many times not to talk to his exes, but he never listened. He has been connected to all of them from the beginning. One ex is his neighbour, another one keeps coming to his flat almost every weekend, and with the third one, he recently broke up but is still doing everything she says.
And whenever I told him that if he wants to call other girls his friends, then he should keep them as friends and not treat them like girlfriends, he never listened to me. He would simply say, “Why should I do all this for you?”
Looking back, I really wonder how dumb I was to keep expecting him to care about my feelings when he had made it clear from the beginning that my words would never matter to him as much as his exes’ did.

I finally told him I’m exhausted from his cheating, lies, and everything he put me through.
I felt suffocated with him, yet walking away was the hardest thing because I truly loved him.
I knew he never loved me the way I loved him, and accepting that broke something inside me.
I kept provoking him until he finally blocked me everywhere, because I didn’t have the strength to say goodbye myself.
And just like that, he moved on and went back to his ex as if I meant nothing.
I guess sometimes you have to let someone lose you completely before you finally choose yourself.

I finally told him I’m exhausted from his cheating, lies, and everything he put me through.
I felt suffocated with him, yet walking away was the hardest thing because I truly loved him.
I knew he never loved me the way I loved him, and accepting that broke something inside me.
I kept provoking him until he finally blocked me everywhere, because I didn’t have the strength to say goodbye myself.
And just like that, he moved on and went back to his ex as if I meant nothing.
I guess sometimes you have to let someone lose you completely before you finally choose yourself.

He liked his ex’s reel, and when I confronted him, he said, “This is not cheating; this is freedom, and you promised to give me that.”
Then his ex told me about another girl he had been involved with.
She said he cheated on her with that girl, which was the real reason she broke up with him.
But he kept blaming me and saying that his ex left him because of me.
He kept all three of us involved at the same time and continued talking to everyone.
He followed the other girl, liked her posts and reels, called her his favourite person, and even went on dates with her.
I felt like I was only his “mommy”—someone to take care of him and dominate him, but not someone he truly wanted to love or choose.
His ex was only there for good sex, while I was expected to give him emotional support and keep forgiving him.
He wanted freedom for himself but expected me to stay quiet and accept everything.
In the end, I was left with pain, confusion, and one question: What do we even call people with this kind of mentality?

He liked his ex’s reel, and when I confronted him, he said, “This is not cheating; this is freedom, and you promised to give me that.”
Then his ex told me about another girl he had been involved with.
She said he cheated on her with that girl, which was the real reason she broke up with him.
But he kept blaming me and saying that his ex left him because of me.
He kept all three of us involved at the same time and continued talking to everyone.
He followed the other girl, liked her posts and reels, called her his favourite person, and even went on dates with her.
I felt like I was only his “mommy” someone to take care of him and dominate him, but not someone he truly wanted to love or choose.
His ex was only there for good sex, while I was expected to give him emotional support and keep forgiving him.
He wanted freedom for himself but expected me to stay quiet and accept everything.
In the end, I was left with pain, confusion, and one question: What do we even call people with this kind of mentality?

Every night, he sleeps with his ex and his best friend, and I honestly don’t understand him.
Is sex really that important to him that he’s willing to ruin four people’s lives just for his own selfishness?
I don’t know how someone can hurt so many people and still sleep peacefully at night.

Every night, he sleeps with his ex and his best friend, and I honestly don’t understand him.
Is sex really that important to him that he’s willing to ruin four people’s lives just for his own selfishness?
I don’t know how someone can hurt so many people and still sleep peacefully at night.

Every night, he sleeps with his ex and his best friend, and I honestly don’t understand him.
Is sex really that important to him that he’s willing to ruin four people’s lives just for his own selfishness?
I don’t know how someone can hurt so many people and still sleep peacefully at night.

Oh no… he really thought he could fool me again.
No baby, not this time. 🤡
He kept messaging me and even unblocked me everywhere, but I still felt like he was connected to his ex. And I was right. They were talking, hooking up, and even going on dates. He thought I would never find out because he cut off my contact with his mutuals. But he clearly underestimated me.

Oh no… he really thought he could fool me again.
No baby, not this time. 🤡
He kept messaging me and even unblocked me everywhere, but I still felt like he was connected to his ex. And I was right. They were talking, hooking up, and even going on dates. He thought I would never find out because he cut off my contact with his mutuals. But he clearly underestimated me.

It’s been two weeks since we last spoke, and honestly, I’m happy without him.
No stress, no anxiety, no crying every day.
Deep down, I finally accepted that we were never meant to be together.
He just wasn’t the person meant for me, and I’m finally at peace with that.

It’s been two weeks since we last spoke, and honestly, I’m happy without him.
No stress, no anxiety, no crying every day.
Deep down, I finally accepted that we were never meant to be together.
He just wasn’t the person meant for me, and I’m finally at peace with that.

He recently ghosted me, and now I found out he’s back with his ex. He even spent last weekend with her, and I can’t stop wondering did I really mean nothing to him, or was I just someone he could forget so easily?

He recently ghosted me, and now I found out he’s back with his ex. He even spent last weekend with her, and I can’t stop wondering did I really mean nothing to him, or was I just someone he could forget so easily?

I don’t want you in my life anymore. You broke me into pieces, disrespected me, and showed me how selfish and disloyal you could be. You walked away like everything between us meant nothing and I’m finally done letting you hurt me.

I don’t want you in my life anymore. You broke me into pieces, disrespected me, and showed me how selfish and disloyal you could be. You walked away like everything between us meant nothing and I’m finally done letting you hurt me.

He is moving to another city. Maybe that’s why he unblocked me because he wanted to tell me that he was leaving. He says he doesn’t want a long-distance relationship.
But now I keep thinking… maybe he had already planned everything for the last two weeks. Maybe that’s why he was avoiding me, fighting with me, and ignoring me. Maybe I was never really his priority.
He never gave me the girlfriend tag I wanted. Just last month, he promised me that if I agreed to his conditions, he would finally be ready to be in a relationship with me. And now, suddenly, he is moving to another city and once again, I’m left without the tag, without the relationship, and without the future he promised me.
I don’t know what hurts more: losing him, or realizing that maybe I was never as important to him as he was to me.

He is moving to another city. Maybe that’s why he unblocked me because he wanted to tell me that he was leaving. He says he doesn’t want a long-distance relationship.
But now I keep thinking… maybe he had already planned everything for the last two weeks. Maybe that’s why he was avoiding me, fighting with me, and ignoring me. Maybe I was never really his priority.
He never gave me the girlfriend tag I wanted. Just last month, he promised me that if I agreed to his conditions, he would finally be ready to be in a relationship with me. And now, suddenly, he is moving to another city and once again, I’m left without the tag, without the relationship, and without the future he promised me.
I don’t know what hurts more: losing him, or realizing that maybe I was never as important to him as he was to me.