But damn, you got it just right on that one. The beginning was a struggle because of how much we had done just that. We were very close and we actually knew each other, but I guess we figured we’d be an exception to the rules about who we actually were.
It was a chaotic and bumpy road, and just when I felt like we had it all figured out, she went wild. Which, yeah, I knew that’s who she was. Again, she would make an exception for me because she really loved me, and I thought she had. Maybe she did, but just started getting older and realized that if she kept it up she’d get old and lose her chance to truly be herself forever.
In one of the last letters she wrote me during our chaotic years long breakup she said, “I feel more like myself than I have in years. I’m sorry that you had to get caught up in this.”
When I moved on she went crazy, like she was expecting me to sit back and wait for her to get it out of her system. She actually ended up being committed because of it. She lost it big time.
She was an extrovert and I was an introvert. She spent years of her life playing the introvert for me. She said I had the stronger personality so it was mine that won. It hurt me to hear it, but she was right.
Unfortunately, only two years after we split she was diagnosed with breast cancer and died 2 years post diagnosis. I’m raising our daughter without her.
Sad shit all the way around. But, I’ve moved on and I’m doing better than ever. Two little toddlers and an all around happy life.
For me it worked out for about 15 years…
But damn, you got it just right on that one. The beginning was a struggle because of how much we had done just that. We were very close and we actually knew each other, but I guess we figured we’d be an exception to the rules about who we actually were.
It was a chaotic and bumpy road, and just when I felt like we had it all figured out, she went wild. Which, yeah, I knew that’s who she was. Again, she would make an exception for me because she really loved me, and I thought she had. Maybe she did, but just started getting older and realized that if she kept it up she’d get old and lose her chance to truly be herself forever.
In one of the last letters she wrote me during our chaotic years long breakup she said, “I feel more like myself than I have in years. I’m sorry that you had to get caught up in this.”
When I moved on she went crazy, like she was expecting me to sit back and wait for her to get it out of her system. She actually ended up being committed because of it. She lost it big time.
She was an extrovert and I was an introvert. She spent years of her life playing the introvert for me. She said I had the stronger personality so it was mine that won. It hurt me to hear it, but she was right.
Unfortunately, only two years after we split she was diagnosed with breast cancer and died 2 years post diagnosis. I’m raising our daughter without her.
Sad shit all the way around. But, I’ve moved on and I’m doing better than ever. Two little toddlers and an all around happy life.