Choosing myself, finally.
After 4 years I finally decided to leave my Q. He’s 33 and I’m 29. He started the break up after an argument he had with his mom. But over the years his temper tantrum have only gotten worse. I’m just tired of letting him walk all over me. The pills. The lies. Especially the false hopes I’ve been creating for myself. It’s only been 2 days (counting today) & today I finally told him this is it. Now I’m just laying here.. bored.. sad..weak. I don’t even know what to do with myself. His choice were opioids I know this for alcohol but addicts have similar traits & I can’t find any other place for support. I just feel lonely and sad. Part of me is relieved but at the same time I’m grieving our relationship:( I don’t know who I am without him. I just wish I could make myself heal faster…