My boyfriend and I had been together for 8 months, he was my best friend for a year and a half and I had known him since I was 11. He had always been my go to person. Anything went wrong in my life? I'd go tell him that second.
We loved each other so much, well atleast I think he did?
Anyways... He was my whole world and he promised a bunch of shit and then just left. The worst part is that he said we'd be friends and then when I texted him as a friend he replied, "you're just desperate for my attention bitch"
We broke up because I was the most important person to him at the beginning and at the end it felt like he only wanted to be with me to get a blowjob. He picked everything else over me, everything. I felt alone in my own relationship. At the beginning of our friendship, not even relationship, I mean friendship, I was his first priority and at the end I wasn't even his choice I was his timepass.
We had planned a trip together right after we came back from it, he broke up with me.
He broke me. It's been 6 days since we broke up and today's the first day I feel a bit better about myself. Maybe I'm not as selfish as he portrayed me to be in front of everyone else.
Sometimes I feel so overwhelming at home because of all the memories I have of him here, how he came to my house, how we kissed in the living room when my mom was in the kitchen and she would have killed us if she turned back, how he sat on my bed and told me he's in love with me for the first time.
I can't unpack the suitcase I took on that trip because it reminds me how happy I was at this time last week. I keep staring at his pictures, our pictures and just wonder, was he really pretending all along? Is that even possible?
My exams start in 2 days and I'm gonna have to see him again. If I feel so overwhelming at home, how overwhelming am I going to feel when I see him talking and laughing with his friends like nothing ever happened?