Fellas, this is gonna be an emotional post, and also more like a rant, proceed with caution.

I used to have a girlfriend, long ago, loved her to death. I did a lot of things for her, i was there for her when no one was (not even her family), i supported her financially with some of the money i’d be saving from my allowance. I really did give her “all of me”.

Then we broke up, found out she cheated.

Honestly i don’t think about her a lot anymore, but sometimes she pops back into my head, and what hurts me the most, is that everything i’ve done for her... meant nothing. That she would eventually just leave, find a guy, and everything i’ve done will just be gone.

I was her first in many ways (i think, she could’ve lied about that), I believed back then that it was worth fighting for it... but it wasn’t. It still bugs me that even now and after all this time this still hurts like a bitch, especially when i look back and see how many times i’ve fallen into depression or some shit just because i couldn’t handle the reality that she was just a slut.

I hate it, I hate that all that sacrifice went to shit, and the idea of love & trust scarred.

Bros, take care of yourselves.