If you said do not contact me again. Then sweetheart you’re not being ghosted. You literally forced my hand or lack of to ever attempt even if I have a million things I wanted to say you’ll never hear from me again as long as I live.
I will not wait any longer you gave me nothing. The more I sat with what’s happened the more clear it became to me. I was chasing you while you were dating others behind my back. As my girlfriend… dating and sleeping with other men. Once you found a good replacement for me you broke up with me as if I never shared one single moment of meaning in your life. Knowing you has made me realize how disgusting and fake people can be, how they will light you on fire and tell you they can’t smell the smoke. You are the lowest level of human, at the end of the day all of this I have to be grateful for. I’m grateful I never had any children with you, I can have a clean break where you are literally dead and gone behind me. I never married you, no prenup no splitting finances and assets. I’m grateful that you made me hate you. Now i can give my heart to someone who will protect it. Goodbye ya fucking bitch. Hope he’s everything you ever wanted but if not don’t bother me again. I’m having a mental funeral for you in my head. From this moment forward , you’re dead to me.
You promised me forever you pinky swore I promised you I would stand next to you forever. You discarded me like fucking dog shit under your shoe. You claimed to have loved me. Honey you give love a bad name. I’ve been patient but you are showing me your the lowest level of human I could have bonded with. It hurts my heart I wanted a future kids a family You gave that up for what? You can’t even tell me why You’re a coward. I deserve more then that I MATTERED, I FUCKING MATTER FUCK YOU I hope you realize what you’ve done before it’s too late
I wish you’d call me and tell me you can’t wait a second longer to be next to me. I wish you’d show up at my work, cause I always loved that and pull me in for a long juicy kiss. I wish you’d look deep in my eyes and promise me not to hurt me and leave me again. I wish you cared I love you still , I shouldn’t you really hurt me. But I can never stop loving the woman who means more to me than anything in this world. I can’t bleed out forever. Please come back.
If you broke up with the person, you have to rebuild the bridge to communicate on. If you can’t even do that, then be prepared for them to truly move on.
Pslam of the city of the dead
These streets aren’t paved with my gold, you’re my everything my soul is growing cold.
What kind of two face egotistical bitch, and just down right fucking awful low integrity person behaves like yourself? It’s pathetic to listen to any of your words at all, you are a complete fabricator and your entire life is a show and performance. Managing others perception is your full time job, you fucking narcissistic heartless bitch. I genuinely hope you have the worst life imaginable. You spit on me and kicked me when I was down bad, like really bad. It’s a fucking miracle I’m not laying 6 feet deep and sweetheart if that happened well yes it would be 100% your fault from the insanity and pain you’ve caused me. Hope the next guy cheats on you and but I hope he gives you everything you want first and then he slowly changes right in front of you while telling you it’s all in your head. May you feel the agony you’ve caused for all the hearts you used and threw away. Here’s to you babe, you’re the god damn devil.
Why would my ex abruptly break up with me block me on Snapchat. Then the next day unblock me and the following day block me again? Ladies wtf does this mean?
I don’t even know why I’m writing this. Maybe I just need to get it out.
For the longest time, I believed this woman was the love of my life. I trusted her. I defended her. When people questioned her intentions, I was the first one to shut it down. I genuinely believed she would never betray me.
Looking back, I don’t know if I was in love with who she really was or who I wanted her to be.
Over the course of our relationship, there were constant lies, half-truths, gaslighting, and situations that never made sense. Every time I caught something suspicious, there was an explanation. Every time I questioned something, I was told I was insecure, paranoid, controlling, or causing stress.
The breaking point came when I started noticing a pattern. Whenever trust needed to be rebuilt, the focus suddenly shifted to her needing space, working on herself, prioritizing herself, or telling me I was the problem for wanting reassurance.
One incident in particular still sticks with me. After being told one thing, I ended up seeing something completely different with my own eyes. Instead of honesty, I got denial. Instead of accountability, I got insults. Instead of answers, I got more confusion.
What hurts the most isn’t even the possibility that she cheated. It’s realizing how much of myself I poured into someone who seemed perfectly comfortable watching me question my own reality.
I stayed when I probably should have left. I fought for the relationship. I tried to understand. I tried to forgive. I kept believing things would eventually make sense.
Now I look back and wonder if I was fighting for something that only existed in my head.
The strange part is that while I’ve been grieving the loss of this relationship, I’ve also realized there are people in my life who show me more kindness, patience, honesty, and consistency than I ever received from the person I was trying so hard to hold onto.
Maybe that’s the lesson. Sometimes the person you’re desperately trying to keep is the very person preventing you from finding peace.
I’m angry. I’m hurt. I’m disappointed. But more than anything, I’m exhausted.
Has anyone else ever reached the point where the sadness disappeared and was replaced by complete disbelief that you stayed as long as you did?