I feel like shit, and I hate the level of gaslighting involved. The same girl who tells me all the ways she loves me and wishes we'd worked out just a few weeks ago, and now because I want it to happen, or not, I'm treated like a lunatic and like it's all in my head.
It's just really disappointing to be treated that way by someone you thought cared.
But it's done, I made the healthy choice, and here I am just feeling unsure where to from here. I'm trying really hard to stay the same loving optimist I always am, but it's hard.
There's a sense of relief too though, it's over finally.
